#Finally heard that song like two days ago. XD]]

[angel-dust-addict]

That actually got a chuckle out of Angel. He smiled tiredly down at Nuggets a he spoke, telling Alastor, "Can't make any promises. He ain't too good wit' secrets. He likes somebody, he don't get hidin' it." That smile faltered slightly and he turned his head just enough to see Alastor out of the corners of his secondary eyes. "An' somethin' tells me ya ain't too keen on scarin' 'im enough ta make 'im reconsida'."

Given Nuggets seemed to like Alastor on the basis of the deer's treatment of Angel, the spider doubted Alastor would be willing to do the sorts of things that would make Nuggets fear him. No, that would put him too close to Valentino in his behavior. The pig had been witness to a number of heinous things Val had done to the little swine's mama. Not to mention Val had done a good job of making the pig hate him based solely on his actions towards Nuggets himself. Angel couldn't quite imagine Alastor being so senselessly cruel to the tiny creature. Val had hated Nuggets and the feeling had been very much mutual.

The peace of the moment was shattered by the shrill chiming of Angel's phone. The mere sound seemed to set him on edge, his eyes widening and the smile vacating his face, replaced by a look of fear. He winced as he lunged for the device, but that didn't make him stop. It was apparent by the look of despair who was calling, but he muttered anyway, "Shit, that's Val. Fuck. He don't usually call this early."

Without waiting for any sort of response from Alastor, Angel managed to hit the answer button with one shaking finger and raised the device to his ear. "Val? What's up? Ya don't usually call this early."

"Angel Cakes," came the saccharine reply, slightly tinny through the phone speakers. "Just wanted to check on my best star. We left our discussion yesterday at a... precarious point."

"Yeah..." Angel's expression was fast shifting from fear to overwhelming dread and hopeless resignation. "I, uh..."

"Ran out on me?" Val supplied helpfully. "Don't worry, babe. I'm not mad. You got scared, I get it."

Angel's eyebrows did some manner of complicated dance as he seemed to process that statement. "Ya do?"

Val's response was sickeningly close to a tone of compassion. "Of course. You made a mistake. I had to correct you. You've always been so sensitive, Angel Cakes. Never took well to criticism. But I only did what needed to be done. You understand, don't you? I don't want to hurt you, but sometimes you don't leave me any other choice."

"Hurt me? Ya nearly fuckin' killed me!" Angel snapped. He immediately looked as though he regretted it, wincing and shrinking in on himself. His gaze fell instantly to the floor, avoiding any and all acknowledgement that Alastor was even still in the room.

"And whose fault is that?" Val hissed. When he spoke again, his tone was back to that sickly sweetness. "Besides, if you hadn't run away... Most of the damage was because you fell down the stairs after you decided not to put forth any effort to make things right. After all, you cost me a pretty penny dragging that shoot out as long as you did. I should have put you out on the street to make up what you owe me for that. But I decided to be nice and let you apologize. It's hardly my fault you decided to spit in my face.

"But that's not why I called. I saw the mess you left all over the stairwell. I know your little tumble down the stairs took quite a toll on you. I just wanted to make sure you were alright. You really did make things much worse for yourself, didn't you?"

Angel still looked like he was somewhere between rage and wanting to hide. His tone, when he reluctantly spoke, was one of resignation and shame. "I... Yeah. Yeah, I guess so."

"You really should have stayed and apologized last night. Or, better yet, done as you were told in the first place. Then I wouldn't have had to correct you. And that would have been so much easier on us both, wouldn't it?" Val prompted. The tone of his comments was downright insulting. He spoke to Angel the way one might speak to an errant child. A particularly dense one.

Still, Angel replied tiredly, "Yeah, I guess."

"What was that, Angel Cakes?" Val prompted again, his words edged in warning.

Angel visibly flinched and mumbled quietly, voice filled with shame and humiliation, "Yes, Daddy."

"Good boy. At least you can see sense now. I suppose that counts for something." The comment had the false air of an apology and forgiveness all at once. "Now, because Daddy loves you so much, I'm going to give you a chance to make it up to me. You'll be in at your regular time, I assume?"

"What?! Val, ya broke my fuckin' arm! I can't dance!" It was fear and dread that colored Angel's voice, not anger. "Val, please, you know I can't dance wit' my arm fucked up."

Val tutted at him chidingly. "Yes, I saw what you did to your arm. Unfortunate that it'll keep you from dancing. We'll have to discuss that tonight. But that wasn't what I had in mind. Like I said, I should have sent you out to make up what you owed me rather than giving you the chance to apologize and make up for it. But I'm nothing if not forgiving. So, I'm going to give you another chance. I even picked out your clients so you don't have to go find them yourself. That sounds more than fair, now doesn't it, baby?"

"Yes, Daddy," Angel agreed miserably. He sounded as though he felt a second death would be more merciful.

"Good boy. I'll see you tonight, then. Don't be late," Val warned before hanging up.

Angel was still for about half a second before hurling his phone at the wall with a wordless noise of anger and despair and intense physical pain. Immediately, he drew his legs up and wrapped his lower arms around them. His uninjured upper hand threaded into his hair as he bowed his head against his knees, yanking with an impressive amount of force. The claws of his lower hands scratched at his outer thighs until they drew thin lines of royal blue. The sound that wrenched itself from his throat was a primal noise of anguish and despair as his shoulders began to shake. There was the faint scent of blood in the air if one had a nose sharp enough to catch it. More than could be accounted for by the scratches, but less than earlier in the day when he had torn his stitches.

Nuggets pawed at the spider's side, his distress clear, but Angel didn't uncurl. If anything, he drew in on himself even tighter, shaking with pain and hopelessness.

angel-dust-addict​:

Angel cringed. Not at anything Alastor had done this time, though. He took the offered hand with only the slightest bit of hesitance - just that same old nagging wariness in the back of his mind - and let Alastor lead him. “Don’t get yaself stabbed 'cause'a me. If it’s Charlie - or Vaggie - I probably oughta go get him. I don’t want 'em givin’ ya any trouble. 'Sides, if yer in here, somethin’s wrong. An’ I’d really ratha’ not have 'em knowin’ about dis. I can hide it. The stitches. That ain’t a problem. Wouldn’t be tha first time. ’M pretty good at it.

"If it’s Niffty,” he continued in a slightly less worried tone. “It ain’t gonna matta’. She don’t knock, first off. But she’s not gonna assume ya stabbed me or decided ta snack on me or some shit. An’ she won’t say shit ta anybody. Wouldn’t be tha first time she’s cleaned up blood in here, much as I try'n keep her out. It’s like tha lock don’t work if it’s her. I’ve just sorta gotten used to it.”

While Alastor registers the cringe, he doesn’t bat an eye at it. Like he told the spear-wielding moth when he first knocked on the hotel’s door, if he wanted to hurt someone, he had ample opportunity to do so. If he wanted to harm Angel, he had six hours where the arachnid was completely defenseless. He could have had his fellow sinner skinned, filleted, and leftovers stored in the meat locker behind the refrigerator (that no one aside from Niffty knows he has.) Angel knows this as well, yet instinct tells him to be wary of anyone who abruptly moves their hand in front of him... 

As he backsteps out of the lavatory, Alastor gives a soft snicker. There’s a fondness in his tone and in his eyes for the little darling of a maid. “I have a theory that our little darling can shift her fingers into the shapes of locks.” He muses. Either that or she squeezes through the bottom of the door. One way or another, the little maid has never let any type of door, fence, or cage stop her. “Something must be distracting her since she hasn’t arrived to collect the bedding.” He thinks aloud, his ears tuning backward in increments, as if searching for a particular frequency. “Would you like me to ask her for him?”

[withered-rose-unbreakable-lotus]

So you want to listen to AND -eccentric agent-?

…and you don’t know where to start? Well I got you. I like talking about my favorite bands and I love recommending music. And this my favorite band so buckle up xD.

Like my previous posts on this series, I won't get into basic details about the band, that's easy to look up. All you need to know, imo is that it’s unfortunately disbanded. Why you need to know that? Cause some people don’t like listening to bands that are no longer active. Another thing you might wonder is if the members are still active...hehehe...ah...Well it's complicated but I will try to explain:

So the vocalist, Ikuma, retired in 2020 and now runs his own café, but he gives heavy signs he wants back and there is a paid broadcast he's having on twitcast where he has shared music before so...I don't know if he really wants back or if this is just sth he enjoys doing in his free time. The lead guitarist, Kili, has retired and while I saw him at a label party, I don't know if he's still working in the scene as a manager or staff or he's completely out, now, but he's not performing, that's for sure. The rhythm guitarist, Peco, had attempted to come back about 3-4 times, but failed to find members he connected to and then he had a daughter so, on his final try, because Corona had just started, he decided to not pursue his dream for now, as he wants to make sure he doesn't get something and puts his daughter in danger. He has left it open whether he will try again when she's older or not. The bassist, Ken, retired after the band's disband in 2013 but last year or the year before, he returnt to the scene as a support bassist to idol groups. He's also set up a studio at his house so I think he too might be planning something. Finally, the first drummer of the band, Suzune had to stand down from the band he joined after AND, due to a health problem that affected his hands and made it impossible to perform, but he did stay active on twitter for a while and disappeared shortly after the one day revival live of AND last year (or two years ago, I have lost track of time). As for the 2nd drummer of the band, Kaji, after his departure from the band after AND he was with Ikuma, I heard he started another band which also disbanded and never found out anything more after that. *breathes* I know. It's a lot and I too got questions BUT ON TO THE MUSIC!

[side note: Some fans might disagree with my choices or think I should add 1-2 more songs, but this is just an opinion. If you wish to make a list of your own go ahead, every person has different criteria on what feels easier to listen to first, or showcases a band’s colors best.]

(*cries* where does one start, I listen to everything they've released. xD I'll try to retrace how I started to give you the best results)

If there is a word to describe AND's music I think "sexy" would fit xD. This was my first song. I used to see them recommended a lot on Youtube after looking up vkei around 2012, so out of all their songs I listened to, coming from a background of mainly pop music and being unable to listen heavy rock and metal, this managed to entice me want to know more. The guitars give such a raw feeling I just can't! Very cinematic, very video-gamey.

This song was such a rollercoaster for me to figure out whether I liked it or not, because it had the melodious side, but also the rock part I wasn't used to. But once my ears understood the assignment, honeys, this was an addiction. It's also the song that made me fall in love with Ikuma's voice. Goodness I'm gonna cry xD.

Another easy one, and one I found out, later, was rather popular at their lives. AND's songs had a lot to do with facing yourself and self-reflection. Ikuma's an exceptional lyricist (and Peco, cause he was writing some of the songs too) and all ANDo musicians gave me the most vkei sound I could ever ask for to start my journey in the scene.

I wouldn't have put this as a starter unless I knew how big of a deal the fans (agents) had made this release. I liked this song way after their disband. Now it's a strong favorite of mine but as a starter...maybe not for everyone.

Let's take you away from mvs now though. Cause AND's charm hid well in songs that had no pvs as well. Damn compression again but ho-neys! The cinema is real! xD Drums and vocals go brrrrr! xD The guitars are howling like wolves and the bass shakes the ground. If it wasn't early morning, your girl would be blasting it on my trusted grandpa woofer now. xD

Another amazing song to start to! And you get to hear lil'Ken-chan sing too! ^^

Again compression issues, but it's a beautiful song nonetheless. It always gave me a snowy feeling for some reason...when the sound is clean that is.

*Vibing and dancing around* Oh, you're still here! Yeah that's a good starter too *gets back to shaking it and headbanging*

If this song doesn't make you feel like you're on a damn mission I dunno what will. Listen. No listen!

I'm not even mentally here anymore xD. It's my cryptonite guys, I'm sorry. My IQ falls below 0 when it comes to this band. This is a very catchy song regardless and rather easy to listen to.

Another one I will suggest cause I ran out of videos: Lycoris

To this day I don't understand why this band disbanded, there were lots of stuff said back then, nothing confirmed, but I sure know a big name in the industry reached out to them at the last live and that is enough for me to know I was right in screaming how underrated they were. Btw fun fact; Kili, the guitarist, was a roadie to the Gazette. ^^ And both Peco and Kili have performed as support to a performance of Gackt's! Ok proud momma mode off. xD

I hope you find sth you like, if not, it's ok, we all like different things, but yeah, this was my attempt to entice more people listen to my top favorite visual kei band, AND eccentric agent.

[foxydivaxx]

More Gossip Girl AU Headcanons: The Roronoas

-Everyone calls Zoro Prince-sama because he acts like one

-Zoro resembles Arashi a lot which many suspect to be a reason why Terra treats Zoro like trash

-Idol by Yoasobi in this universe is sang by Miku and that song is actually referring to not only herself and all idols in general but that song is her way of telling people about Zoro's situation. The fact that it was released around the time of the #FreeZoro movement makes it more awesome and heartwarming. Zoro cried when he heard the song and thanked Miku for it

-The #FreeZoro movement was secretly started by Kuina, Perona and Zoro's backup dancers

-Miku and Zoro got their talents from their dad which is why their mum behaves the way she does. She envies her kids and her husband

-Arashi watched his kids on TV whilst in asylum. What Terra did not know is that Mihawk found out about Arashi and figured out a way to free him and whisk him off to Japan to be free. When the #FreeZoro movement begins, Arashi returns to America to reunite with his son. He also gains the strength to confront his wife and proceeds to finalise the divorce proceedings that she tried to delay years ago

-The Roronoa/Dracule clan are all great dancers

-The family now host movie nights every weekend to watch old Roronoa and Dracule classics

-Arashi and Mihawk have been best friends for years since they were kids. Terra drove a wedge between them

-Both Arashi and Mihawk go out together a lot these days and many suspect that there could be more to their relationship especially since Mihawk helped them a lot.

-Mihawk paid back the debt he owes to the Roronoas who saved him during his own struggles.

-Enma, Kitetsu and Wado are Zoro's cousins in this verse and they are all famous actors

-Grandma Roronoa is a top actress and Grandpa Roronoa is a singer and actor.

-Grandpa Roronoa passed away a year before Zoro's birth

-Grandma Roronoa always makes rice balls for the kids, especially Zoro and even taught Sanji how to make them

-The reason Zoro did not become like his mum or worse is thanks to Mihawk and Boa Hancock who serves as his lawyer and is now his new manager

-Some aspects of Zoro's life mirrors Arashi's in a lot of ways and also Mihawk's too as both father figures had turbulent relationships with one abusive parent.Arashi had a toxic relationship with his dad and Mihawk had to separate himself from his mother

-The Roronoa/Dracule family all live under the same roof. Zoro started living on his own once he turned 18.

- Sora and their kids plus Zoro’s other friends and their families are considered part of their family

- When Zoro started adapting a sexier image (similar to Koda Kumi), it rose a lot of eyebrows at first as people were so used to him being cute, baby Zoro. Eventually, the general public accepted it as they realized that he suits the sexy image better

- Sometimes whenever the family is having a dance party, Zoro’s inner sexy tiger comes out and next thing everyone knows, those sexy dance moves he exhibits onstage begin to manifest. The thing about Zoro is once the music comes on, he changes completely. Sanji too is like that

- Speaking of Sanji, people have been calling him Sanji Roronoa way before he and Zoro finally married

- Arashi has tried to get Zoro to tone down the sexiness albeit in a joking manner similar to Whitebeard and Sanji

- Zoro got his love of fashion and bling from his two dads who are pretty snazzy dressers. (Picture Zoro wearing bling similar to Sasha Banks)

- Once the cameras stop rolling and once Zoro is offstage, he becomes a cute little kitten. Onstage, he is a sexy tiger, similar to his dad. Sanji is similar in that regard except that one is a sexy fox xD

- Zoro’s natural singing voice is a lot deeper and sensual. He knows how to manipulate his voice to get the desired results out of a song, something that shocks Japanese netizens a lot

- Yosaku and Johnny are the pranksters of the family

- Perona and Kuina always go shopping together and help Zoro get clothes

- Miku’s normal speaking voice is a lot more matured compared to her idol voice

- Zoro and Miku write a lot of their songs especially now that they are older and wish to express certain things themselves

- Miku does her hair herself

- Miku is always portrayed as a bunny and Zoro is a mighty green tiger and often times is portrayed as an adorable black kitty with green stripes in fanart

[putschki1969]

『Wakana Spring Shark Festival Vol.2 ～Talk&Mini Live～』 Live Commentary

It’s almost time for  “Wakana Spring Shark Festival Vol.2 ～Talk&Mini Live～”. As always I will be doing a live reaction to the event. Tweet by Wakana | Instagram post by Wakana | Instagram post 2

‖Event details Botanical Land members-ONLY streaming event 『Wakana Spring Shark Festival Vol.2 ～Talk&Mini Live～』 Date: March 25, 2023; Time: 15:00~ Starring: Wakana; Yuuka Nanri (Guest); Shin Hashimoto (Piano)

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Let’s get to it 〈(•ˇ‿ˇ•)-→

Oh no, audio troubles. And it looks like they wanna start with the live section. Hope they figure it out soon. Seems like they managed to fix the issue. At least I’m hearing some BGM...XD For some reason I was expecting Wakana to sing with Yuuka. But she starts the live section by herself

Live Corner

1. Yureru Haru: Unfortunately quite shaky. Not my favourite performance of the song. I feel like she is always a bit nervous in the beginning of events like this. Shin’s piano arrangement is beautiful though XD MC: She is talking about her album. Seems like she is still in the recording stage and also writing lyrics. 2. Flag: Still a bit shaky but definitely better. At the end she got quite fierce, loved it. Really enjoying those piano versions a lot. Shin has done a great job arranging them. MC: Yuuka joins Wakana for the live section after all. But apparently she is singing by herself...Interesting. Meh...I hope we’ll get a collab too. I am not a fan of her as a solo artist. 3. Inside Your Heart: A FJ Yuuka song by Yuki Kajiura. Don’t think I’ve ever heard it before. Very YK-esque. Okay I guess but I just can’t bring myself to like her voice 4. Colours of the Wind (Pocahontas): Ohhh, I LOVE the song. And Yuuka’s version is actually really good. Her voice is too cutesy for a proper ooomph factor but it kinda works. *sobs* Wish Wakana had joined her for this. MC: Aww, Wakana was brought to tears by Yuuka’s performance. And yes, we are finally getting a collab. 5. Yasashisa ni Tsutsumareta nara (Ghibli): Not my preferred Ghibli choice but it certainly works for Yuuka’s voice. Wakana is trying to make her voice match Yuuka’s cutesy singing style. Doesn’t quite work in my opinion T_T But towards the end their harmonising got better.

Talk Corner

Wakana sings “Happy Birthday” for Yuuka and staff members bring out a fancy cake. And a present by Wakana from beauty brand “Officine Universelle Buly”. Cute how Wakana tries to read the French birthday greeting. XD It’s a hand creme, a cute lid and a gorgeous comb with Yuuka’s name engraved on it. Wakana has a white one for herself. Apparently it was recommended by Aimer who has the same comb as well. They reflect about their early days together from 20 years ago. Some lovely anecdotes about fancy parasols and green pea soup. Wakana’s current favourite food is kimchi, nori and cheese. She also loves nuts and prosciutto. Now Wakana does some Zelda fangirling. She has recently been into the game. Wakana outs herself as heavy drinker XD. No, just kidding. She talks a lot about all her favourite liqueurs. They are thinking about having some fancy wine for their next event. Wakana wants a camera for vlogging. Or at least a gimbal. Yes please! I love Hikaru’s vlogs, I am sure Wakana would make interesting vlogs too.

Lucky Draw Corner

Two lucky winners will receive a signed polaroid. Unfortunately my number wasn’t drawn T_T

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Smarty x Savy Dancing With Musical Notes & Hearts Around Them (2023)

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This Is Both A Drawing Request & Gift Art

Credit for Savannah "Savy" goes to Heartsissopure

Credit for Who Framed Roger Rabbit Movie goes to Robert Zemeckis

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I hope I did okay with this, and yes I gave Smarty some pants in this drawing.

as to what music could be playing as they are dancing...

I guess it could be anything, maybe like that one song I like from the first Hotel Transylvania Movie, that is either called “My Zing” or “Your My Zing”.

okay I decided, the song they are dancing to in this drawing, is that song. XD

I’m weird, and I nickname myself The Embodiment Of Weirdness.

the title of Embodiment of Ego, would belong to Grunkle Abel, which is what I’m viewing him as being the embodiment of ego now because of certain reasons....but anyway I hope I did okay on this, and I’m glad I was finally about to draw it a few days ago this month.

Smarty giving a wink does add something to the drawing, even if it might seem like they aren’t dancing, but they are still suppose to be.

maybe I will do another drawing of one of the Toon Patrol this year, I can come up with some ideas, like is it weird to fan headcanon Psycho from the Toon Patrol, as being a Nonbinary-Boy who’s pronouns are They/Them & He/Him.

if they ever make a new remake of the Who Framed Roger Rabbit Movie, but like handled by those who made two awesome Sonic Movies, where Eggman is Smart but Sassy, and has Agent Stone clearly crushing on the “good” doctor.

then maybe they could end up making Psycho into a Nonbinary Character.

Disney, as great as they can be, but they have their not so great moments at times, so if they form a partnership with Paramount, and let Paramount handle the remake of Who Framed Roger Rabbit or like a sequel that has Eddie and Dolores’s Great-Granddaughter or Great-Grandson in it as the main human friend of Roger who helps him and his wife, then that would be awesome.

I got to say this about the last episode of The Owl House, at least they didn’t pull a Twilight Sparkle or Star Butterfly...which one didn’t stop Celestia, Luna and Discord from turning three creatures to stone, and other decides to destroy the magic, and basically make magic the scapegoat, even if Star and her family had misused that very same magic.

don’t get me wrong, still love MLPFIM and SVTFOE, but I come to question their moral compass I guess, and if Sunset Shimmer were there just as Celestia, Luna and Discord were about turn living creatures to stone, then maybe she would of stop them......The Element Of Empathy is more important than we realized, and Chrysalis reaction to her forming a bond with Cozy and Tirek, but rejecting it, might have to do with her trauma.

anyway, if Disney and Paramount did form a partnership, where Paramount ends up making the new Roger Rabbit Movie, they could possibly make it just as awesome as the first and second Sonic Movies.

maybe even show Smarty using a cellphone, and when in the drivers seat with maybe Greasy sitting next to him.

his ringtone could play a song that could be anything...

maybe “I Make Those Good Girls Go Bad” by Cobra Starship...

Greasy’s ringtone, would likely be “Valentino” by Years & Years, and MNEK.

if there was a emoji I could use, it would be one with a smirk and eyes that  look to either the left or right....

I like that song, the first time I heard it, was I guess from a fan Hazbin Hotel Music Video Animation, that song just fits so well with that Overlord with the same name as the Valentino.

can you picture Valentino from Hazbin Hotel, hitting on Greasy from Who Framed Roger Rabbit...?

even if it would be in a Fanon Timeline, but still, can you picture the look on Greasy’s face....?

and picture Jessica and any other Girls that Greasy had hit on, watching and saying all at once “Not So Funny Now, Is It...?!”

that would be interesting to see, but anyway like I said before, I hope I did okay on this, I did try the best I could, and I think the stuff I added into the drawing really looks nice and awesome to me.

and I hope the one who this requested drawing is for, likes it. :)   

also even if one of the tags says “toon patrol weasels” it just as the one toon weasel person in this, but anyway when I can I might do some other drawings of The Toon Patrol. :D                                             

[northwestofinsanity]

HI AGAIN!!!

SO sorry for being gone for a hot minute. Life gets so busy and then i just fall asleep 😭

IM A HUGE SUPERTRAMP AND CHEAP TRICK FAN!! Theyre such big comfort bands for me! Also do you have any albums youd recomend to me by the who? Ive been wanting to get into their music more seriously!

Also i am SO glad to hear that you like elo and billy squier! Some tracks id recommend are, rich kid, young girls, learn how to live, all night long, the musics alright, too daze gone... all great tracks you should listen to! also idk if its a lesser known track but also shes a runner if you havent heard that one either! (really all of his debut album is perfect... really ALL the tracks on his first 4 albums are flawless) also just listen to his songs he did for fast times at ridgemont high and st elmos fire! AND AND!!! have you listened to his christmas song?? I'm sure youd recognize it once you hear it but i LOVE christmas is the time to say i love you 🫶

And i DO have my own physical music collection! i have a million records, cassettes, and 8-tracks! records are my favorite to collect! I always go after first pressings or at least as close to the original release year!

Aaand when it comes to holidy prep... I really just like buying presents for my loved ones :-] I love picking out something i know will make them so excited! I also love doing anything that has to do with christmas lights and figuring out what recipes i want to use for christmas dinner 🤩

-⭐

Hi!

Oh, don’t worry -it is A-OK!  I’m in veterinary school, and it’s a very lecture heavy time up until the end of the semester… I actually have a test on Monday with 43 hours worth of lecture content on it from the last two weeks of class (not gonna say what that does to my nerves!), and then I’ve got another lecture heavy week before the final.  And when I’m on break, I go back to my job working 12 hour shifts in the hospital… so there’s quite a few days I can relate with coming home and being *done* XD

Oh my goodness, Supertramp and Cheap Trick… Supertramp got me through so much a couple of years ago when I was at peak hyperfixation with them.  That piano solo on “School” still is just one of the best things in the world!  And Cheap Trick was probably my first true band hyperfixation way back when I was thirteen.  I spent so many nights in the summer between seventh and eighth grade, watching interviews on YouTube, and falling head over heels in love with Tom Petersson.  First of many rock star crushes I have had! (And he’s *so* sweet…)  I’ve become a lot closer with other bands since then, but they have a very special place in my heart for starting it all.

It’s possible I’ve heard that Billy Squier Christmas song, though I’m not placing it off the top of my head.  I’ll be spending a lot of time in this weekend prepping for Monday, so I’ll definitely put him on my streaming radio tomorrow and give those songs a listen!  I like to check out some newer things, or check in with bands I’m not as close with about this far out from finals, anyway, because then I can save some of the effect of my emotional support bands for when I need it most.  Or, occasionally, I go into a hype and find myself with a new emotional support band going into it …and that’s how I fell into my most recent band hype back in the Spring!

The Who are really one of my favorites that slowly sneaked up from being a casual favorite to a true top level one without a bunch of fanfare like my other bands have given me (it also sort of happened while I was still hyped on Supertramp), but there’s an album I revisited around that time that likely had a lot to do with it.  I love Quadrophenia.  It’s one of my definitive comfort albums, and it’s one of those rock-opera concept albums that never really hit the same without being played all the way through, because it’s all supposed to connect (most of the songs work alone, but they’re just better together).  But since it’s a double, it can be hard to find the time to really do that.  So it became an album I would always listen to whenever I was home sick from school or work, and there’s sort of a synthesizer motif that reappears throughout it that has a very soothing effect to me.  I associate it with being comfortable at home and feeling better from that, which makes me like it even more!  I also like almost all the songs on Who’s Next.  Tommy has become a favorite as well.  It also has a similar setup to Quadrophenia, but with Tommy, there’s a lot more songs that just do not work out of context.  It’s probably a more fun album, even though I don’t have that comfort association with it.

Really, a lot of my love for The Who comes from their dynamic and their antics, though… they are hilariously chaotic!  I wouldn’t be surprised actually if Cheap Trick (Rick Nielsen, especially) took inspiration with some of their antics, even though I don’t think there’s too many bands that have been able to top The Who on that front!

All of those holiday prep things are stuff I also enjoy… I also like to do art for some of my family, and I’m really looking forward to when finals are over so I can make some!

[jules-from-tumbir]

Hello! Welcome to my first fanfiction that I'm posting on the internet

It's set in Sandman's universe and has been sitting in my head for two weeks now xD

I left my characters gender ambiguous so anyone could relate to them

Here's a small entry to the story. I hope you enjoy it!

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Frey opened their eyes. They were in that forest, again.

Their bare feet left deep traces in the snow. The skin on their feet burned from the freezing temperature but they kept on walking.

Something was calling them, like a quiet song, coming from between the tree branches. They could barely see what it was in the dim light.

As Frey walked in a steady pace the last rays of sun began to disappear until they were left in a twilight. Wearing only a thin t-shirt, and a pair of old pajama bottoms, Frey was shaking like a leaf and rubbing their arms to warm up. It did little to stop them from turning into an icicle.

Then they heard yelling.

Two male voices arguing with each other and disturbing the peacefulness of the woods. Frey picked up their pace. As they were getting closer, they could make out snippets of the conversation.

"You don't have to do this! Lars, look at me. You don't want this" the first voice pleaded.

"Oh but I do. I've spent six years thinking about this day" replied the second one, unfazed by the desperation of the other.

"Lars! Please, just listen to me!"

Frey stopped walking when they saw the men, just a few meters from where they were standing. They hid behind the tree, and observed the situation.

The first man, short and blonde, was cowering in front of the much taller, and sturdier man. The man, Lars, had their back facing Frey. He was pointing his hunting gun at the Ivar, his stance indicating confidence.

However, Frey couldn't make out their faces. They were all blurred out as if a child scribbled a mess of lines all over them.

"I'm done listening! I'm done being at your beck and call! I'm not your slave Ivar!!" the tall man yelled with anger.

"Lars..."

"No, enough!"

Frey took a step forward. A twig snapped under their feet. Ivar's head turned from Lars towards them. Frey couldn't read anything from the scratched out face but Ivar's body language was telling Frey enough.

He was terrified.

He kept looking at Frey for what seemed like eternity. Lars took the opportunity and raised his gun.

A shot ripped through the silence.

Ivar fell on the ground, warm blood spilling on the white snow.

Frey couldn't move, couldn't make a sound. They could just watch as the pool of blood kept getting bigger, red mixing with the pristine white. Soon, it was gonna reach their feet.

When they finally looked up, they expected to see Lars pointing their gun at them.

Instead a man appeared out of nowhere, clad in a long black coat. He was standing in the same place Ivar was just a second ago.

The blood was flowing from Ivar's wounds like a never ending river, soaking both the dark man's coat, and Frey's legs.

"What are you doing?" the mysterious man asked. His voice sounded from everywhere. It was deep, booming, and suggesting authority.

"What…?" Frey choked out, still shaken by what they witnessed.

The blood reached their shins.

"This is not your dream. How did you end up here?"

Frey was stunned.

"Who are you?"

The man reached inside of his coat.

Before Frey could react, everything vanished and they woke up.

Frey still couldn't understand what happened last night. They had strange dreams before, but none of them were so vivid and... real. Like a memory, except it wasn't theirs to begin with.

And the dark man. Frey got goosebumps just thinking about his voice and those piercing eyes. Somehow, he was the only person whose features Frey remembered.

[alsjeblieft-zeg]

339 of 2023

What's today's date?

17/07/2023.

Where is your current location?

In Belgium.

Who are you with?

My husband.

What are you listening to?

Fashion After All by Poppy.

How old will you be in 8 months?

Still 33.

What time did you wake up today?

Almost 8:00.

Is it past 4pm?

It is. It’s almost 21:00.

If you look to your right, what do you see?

The window and one of my cats on it.

What was the last movie you watched?

I don’t watch movies.

And who did you watch it with?

Can’t you just put it on one question?

Name three things besides your clothes that you are wearing:

All my facial piercings, my wedding ring, and three ear piercings.

What was the last website you visited?

Tumblr lol. I’m typing here.

How many people do you know named Angela?

Zero.

Is your hair longer than your shoulders?

No, it’s short.

How many years until you are 25?

-8 lol. I’m 33 already.

When was the last time someone gave you flowers?

My birthday, got some tulips from my husband.

Has anyone ever written you a song?

Yup, my first ex, Jay. Long story and I don’t even want to remember it.

Do you watch 'The Office'?

No, I don’t.

'Gossip Girl'?

Yup, my guilty pleasure :P

'Grey's Anatomy'?

No, thanks.

Are you shorter than 5'2"?

I’m 5′11. As far as I know, it’s taller.

What do you consider your best physical feature?

Nothing lol.

How do you like your eggs?

Scrambled or hard boiled.

Name someone you know with a birthday in December:

Eva, my secondary school classmate.

Have you kissed someone in the last week?

Yup, my husband.

What was the last illegal thing you did?

Lol define illegal. I don’t take drugs.

Who did you last go to the movies with?

Stephanie, but it was a few years ago. Did it only for keeping her companion XD

How many different people have called you today?

None.

Does your birthday come before or after St.Patrick's Day?

After, I guess?

What color was the last vehicle you were in?

Black.

Can you whistle?

No, I can’t.

How many computers are there in the place you live?

Five, if you don’t count all the tablets, smartphones and gaming consoles.

How many times have you moved?

At least five.

Do you have any family members in the military right now?

No, but Nielsje is a soldier and he’s still like family to me.

What is your dad's name?

Stefaan.

What was your mom's maiden name?

Do you really think I’m gonna share last names over the internet?

What are your siblings middle names?

Monique.

Are you currently wearing anything yellow?

No, I’m not.

Do you ever wish on shooting stars?

No, because it’s been ages since I last saw any.

Do you know anyone who lives in Alabama?

Not in person.

Is there a ceiling fan in the room you're in?

No, we don’t have such things in our house.

When did you last cry?

In April, when I heard the doctor’s decision regarding my work. Then I really lost it, for the first time in ages. I think I had a nervous breakdown.

Why?

I just said. Gosh how I hate such split questions lol.

What will you be doing 5 hours from now?

Snoring in bed.

Have you ever used someone to make someone else jealous?

No, pff. It’s stupid.

Have you ever been used by someone else?

Sure. I was young and naive then.

Is it raining right now?

Finally it’s not.

What season is it?

Summer.

What would you name be if you took on your #4's last name?

What is this question about?

Does your name begin with a B, L, or S?

None of these.

How many presidents have served in your lifetime?

I don’t know, I live in a kingdom.

Do you know your #1's middle name?

Seriously, WTF is the deal with all these numbers?

When was the last time you slept in a bed with someone else?

Last night.

Do you have any indoor pets?

Yup, two cats.

What color is the floor of the room you're in?

White.

What did you do the last time you hung out with your #2?

Gonna skip this question, really.

Is there anyone you wish you could talk to right at this very moment?

Yeah, Nielsje. We only text each other for now.

What is something you are addicted to?

Music.

What is something you tend to collect?

Pens, notebooks, keyrings, fridge magnets, postcards.

Is your #3 over 16?

What the f.

What is your favorite kind of restaurant?

Chinese wok.

Has anyone recently broken a promise they made to you?

Not recently.

Do you have any big weekend plans?

Yeah, shopping for last time and then going for vacation.

Three deceased people you wish you could have a conversation with:

Nikola Tesla, Marie Curie, countess Ada Lovelace.

Do you expect any of your friends to repost this?

I don’t care, steal if you want.

[pies-writes-and-more]

HIHIHI I HAVE A REQUEST IF YOURE UP FOR IT KASJHDASKD i was wondering if you could do tsukishima, akaashi, and kageyama (you dont have to do all of them if you dont want to) with a s/o who loves giving affection but doesn't really take it *seriously* when they recieve it? like they think that the character is joking bc they could never actually be that amazing? (sry if this made absolutely no sense just ignore it if you want kaskjasd)

Warnings: potentially some swearing, Akaashi saying “good girl” which I do think deserves a warning, Y/N having some insecure moments, but all fluffy endings promise!

Characters: Tsukishima Kei, Akaashi Keiji, & Kageyama Tobio, all with a fem!Reader

A/N: okay @lucyheartfilias-wife i know this took foREVER for me to finish and I’m so sorry xD but i kept going back and forth between ideas so this is what we ended up with! I hope they’re decent enough!! <3 Not of the following gifs are mine! Creds to the original creators :)

Haikyuu Masterlist

Tsukishima Kei

If Tsukishima knew one thing, it was that he was a lucky boy. Somehow he had managed to make a girl who was probably made of sunshine and rainbows, like him back and somehow figured out how to keep you around.

Although he always had an annoyed look on his face when they did, anytime the team asked about you or mentioned you to him, he was always happy to subtly brag about you.

“Our little Tsukishima has grown up hasn’t he?” Sugawara laughed, slapping pats to the back of the tall first year. “You’re not blackmailing her are you?” Tsukishima just rolled his eyes in response.

“It must be nice to have such a pretty girl around!” Noya whined loudly, punching the wall angrily.

“It is,” Tsukishima smirked, enjoying the immediate anger that Noya tried to turn on him. Daichi held the wild libero back with an exasperated smiled, shaking his head.

“She’s really smart too isn’t she?” Hinata gaped, having only really heard of this girl that Tsukishima was dating but Yamaguchi said it was a girl in their class so she had to be smart.

“Anyone’s smart compared to you,” Tsukishima scoffed but shrugged. “She’s the top of our class.”

Everyone made sounds of excitement and surprise, the upperclassmen nodding in approval, “Who knew this salty bean pole could find someone smart and pretty to like him back?” Tanaka snickered and Tsukishima just rolled his eyes.

You hadn’t meant to overhear the conversations happening in the club room but you were just waiting for your boyfriend against the railing. To say you were a bit embarrassed was an understatement. And that embarrassment was probably written all over your face because when Tsukishima finally came out, his cheeks turned pink seeing your expression.

“What?” He asked after a beat, avoiding your eyes as he started to walk towards the stairs.

“You know you don’t have to lie to your teammates right?” You asked him eventually, giving him a small smile. “I’m sure they know you’re just being nice.”

For once, you had actually surprised Tsukishima. Normally he could tell exactly what you were thinking but this time, he actually stopped in his steps and looked at you like you had grown a second head in the last few moments.

“Lie?” He asked, tilting his head up in thought before scoffing a bit, “What part of what I said was a lie? For that matter, how much of that nonsense did you hear?”

The word nonsense rang in your ear repeatedly, echoing all your insecurities further into your subconscious, “I dunno, how much were you saying?” You retorted, glancing at him with a shrug. “Come on, I wanna get home before it gets too dark,” you decided when he didn’t answer right away. The two of you started walking, Tsukishima clearly deep in thought because for once on your way home, he wasn’t complaining about the boys or listening to music. He was just… walking.

“When did I lie?” He finally asked at your doorstep, as if realizing if he didn’t ask now, he never would. He grabbed your wrist before you could turn away and leave without answering him, tugging you closer so he could look right into your eyes (he could always tell when you were lying to him).

“What?” You squirmed a bit. You knew exactly what he was asking but did you really want to admit it?

“You said I lied to my teammates. What did I lie about?” His frown was tight, eyes as serious as ever. “I’ve been thinking about everything I said to them and I can’t think of a lie that I told. Was it about everyone being smarter than Hinata? Because I really was telling the truth.” The little smirk at the end made you feel like he was trying to keep this lighthearted. But the topic weighed so heavily on both your shoulders.

You could feel Tsukishima keeping your gaze right on him, and knew if you looked away, he might just get more upset. So you were forced to just look at him awkwardly, as if he was looking through your very thoughts.

“I asked you out didn’t I?” He continued when you didn’t respond right away. “Doesn’t that make you my girlfriend?”

You let out a little laugh, surprised that that’s what he had come up with after that very silent walk home. “Yeah, I suppose so,” you smiled, finally pulling your eyes away from him and staring at your hands as you fiddled with your fingers.

“So what-”

“They’re just being nice,” you tried to tell him awkwardly, cutting him off from asking one more time. “I’m not… I’m not everything they’re pretending I am. And you don’t have to keep up the charade with them.”

Tsukishima’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion, what charade could you possibly be talking about.

“I know I’m not as pretty as your managers,” you explained quietly. “And I’m sure being surrounded by them all the time has got you having some high expectations and standards for girls. That’s why I was surprised when you asked me out… but I know it’s probably just cause we’re always together and we study together. I know I’m pretty helpful when it comes to schoolwork so-”

Tsukishima started laughing. Like genuinely, throwing his head back, from the bottom of his belly kind of laugh. Your eyes widened as you watched this normally cool and collected idiot snicker himself practically to death.

“T-Tsukishima?” You blinked, poking him a little to make sure he wasn’t just having some sort of weird seizure.

He finally ran out of breath, standing back up straighter than ever and hitting the top of your head (not as gently as he should’ve, how rude), “Listen here, shortie,” he huffed, leaning down slightly so you were forced to look at him. “I have high standards for anyone I even keep around me. The only one who’s exceeded my standards for dating though, is you.”

You watched him, blinking nervously as if he was going to laugh in your face again and tell you it was a joke.

“I didn’t lie to them, idiot,” he shook his head, flicking your forehead. “You’re way too pretty to be as self-conscious as you are.”

Words would never solve your self-consciousness, you knew this. But if there was ever a moment that would ever come close - it would be this one.

“Go inside alright,” he grinned at you, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead and shoving you closer to your door. “And the next time I compliment you, you better accept it.”

You couldn’t even retort anything back before he ushered you inside, gave you a cheeky wink, and started to head home.

You were still very bad at accepting Tsukishima’s compliments and almost felt tortured with how much he could try to get you to understand how much he loved you. So naturally, Tsukishima just did it more and more.

Everything you did became a compliment, just to make you all hot headed and make him chuckle. He would praise you for being one of the smartest people he knew after a test or assignment, he’d say you were the cutest person up on the stands after his volleyball games, would just shower you in aggressive amounts of affection (well aggressive for him).

And then one day…

One day you day you didn’t fight back as much. And Tsukishima just smiled because he would never say anything to you he didn’t mean.

Akaashi Keiji

Akaashi was literally an embodiment of everything that someone could want. He was calm and wonderfully humble, his voice was like a mellow song that you could fall asleep to and he had the most amazing biceps that just made your heart flutter every time you saw them.

He was everything you could ever dream of which was both incredible… and not at the same time. It almost hurt to know that he was this unobtainable boy standing near you. Sure, you were dating - but how long until he realized you were beneath him? How much longer would it take him to realize that there was better.

You couldn’t hide these thoughts from Akaashi and more often than not, he’d give you a look like I know what you’re thinking, stop that, and then tell you he loves you before you just nod and smile and try to focus on something else. He’d let it go there, but he’d probably spend the rest of the day with you trying to convince you he really meant it.

But today he wasn’t next to you to read your face. Today, he was going to be down on that court, showing off his incredible reflexes and sports ability, and you would be up here. Blending in with the crowd. You were a filler character - something to fill the stands with and not be noticed. Unoriginal. Boring.

“Y/N!” Bokuto ran to you, grinning as wide as ever. “Look what I brought you!” He held up Akaashi’s jacket happily, waving it over his head as he jumped up and down in front of you.

You tried to put on a smile, as if you hadn’t just been spinning in your insecurities a few seconds ago. Your eyes focused on the jacket that Bokuto was trying to put on you, blinking as you came to the realization that he had 100% stolen this from your boyfriend without his knowledge, “Bokuto, won’t he need this?” You offered with a small laugh.

He shook his head with a grin, “He practically discarded it somewhere. I thought I’d come bring it to you! It would probably make him super happy to see you in his jacket! And you look so cute in our colours!” Bokuto declared, patting your head. You tried to start telling him that he should bring it back and that you weren’t really sure Akaashi would want you wearing it, but suddenly you could hear his coach on the court screaming from him to get his ass back down there. “Whoops! Gotta run! Cheer hard for us!” Bokuto gave you a thumbs up before running down.

You stood there for a moment, face feeling hot as you start to smell Akaashi’s scent on the jacket. How did he manage to smell this good all the time?

You could hear whispers from people in the stands, some people wondering who you were or if you were Bokuto or Akaashi’s girlfriend, since it was Bokuto who gave you the jacket.

All the ruckus from his coach made Akaashi actually look over, smirking a bit while Bokuto was getting scolded. He sheepishly made his way over, trying to seem all innocent to his best friend.

“Where the hell even were you?” Akaashi asked, throwing him a toss as the boys warmed up.

“Oh! Just dropping something off to Y/N for you!” Bokuto grinned, nodding in your direction as he received the ball nice and high.

Akaashi shouldn’t have looked over. But he did. His eyes locked onto you and saw you in his jacket and for a moment, he definitely spaced out. His whole brain was just thinking about you and nothing else and he didn’t knock himself out of it until Bokuto’s pass knocked him right in the head.

“Akaashi! Are you okay?” Bokuto laughed, knowing the pass had been pretty soft. Akaashi’s cheeks turn a bit pink as he shook it off, running after the ball.

You were wearing his jacket. And you looked so good in it.

After a complete win for the game, Akaashi was so hyped up to see you. You had worn his jacket the whole game and he had to avoid looking at you because you were just so distracting.

But now that it was over, he wanted nothing more than to swoop you into a hug and admire you. You gave him a huge grin when you caught up with the team, excitedly cheering them for their win and giving Bokuto high fives.

Akaashi watched you with a small smile on his face. You glanced over at him and gave a nervous sort of smile, noting there was a difference in how he was looking at you. “Oh! Here, you’ll get cold soon when your adrenaline stops pumping,” you said, pulling the jacket off.

“It’s alright,” he insisted, smirking a bit down at you. “You look gorgeous, I don’t want you to take it off,” he admitted with a smile, patting your head adoringly.

Your face gets all hot again, avoiding his eyes quickly, “Alright alright, Mr. High Off Of A Win,” you laughed nervously, poking at his chest gently. He raised an eyebrow at your dismissive behaviour.

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t go spreading stuff that isn’t true,” you shrugged, shoving your hands in the jacket pocket. Sure, you liked the jacket but there was no way you were as pretty as he was making you out to be. Gorgeous? No way.

Akaashi’s eyes darkened slightly hearing this, taking your chin into his fingers and tilting your chin up so you were forced to look at him, “You think I’d lie to you?”

The question made you shrink inside, noting his hardened expression. He didn’t like it when you were hard on yourself, always made you notice all the little great things about you. But this wasn’t a private conversation, and people were starting to stare, which just made your face go even warmer. “N-No,” you mumble out shyly, trying to look away but he kept your gaze.

“Good girl,” he smirked at you, tapping your nose gently, “Now take the compliment. And wear my jacket more often, alright?”

You couldn’t help but nod at that point, Akashi smiling in his satisfaction before dragging you off for the team’s celebratory meal. The pit in your stomach that liked to tell you you were a filler character was slightly less intense now, after talking to your boyfriend. Akaashi had such an effect on you and there was no denying it. How could a guy like that be with a girl like you, you would never understand. But there was such an honesty in his eyes, and he was right after all, he wasn’t the type to lie about these things… so maybe. Just maybe. There was some truth to it.

Kageyama Tobio

Kageyama wasn’t the best at noticing hints and subtle things, and honestly, he’d rather if people were just blunt and to the point with him. But with you, he knew that he would have to learn between the lines. It wasn’t because you weren’t great at communication (and let’s be honest, even if you were bad at it, Kageyama was in NO place to call you out on that), but rather, Kageyama understood that at some point in relationships, it was important to see what the other person wanted.

So when he started really trying to read you, he found himself almost discouraged by a reoccurring instance.

It was real subtle at first, and in that moment, Kageyama probably wouldn’t have noticed. But he probably just smile at you and press a kiss to your forehead, thanking you for always thinking of him.

“You’re always so thoughtful, Y/N. I appreciate what you do for me,” he told you, almost like he was thanking a teacher for their help on homework which just made you laugh.

“Don’t be silly, Kageyama, it’s just a milk box,” you insisted, giving a little wave to his teammates before he left.

But it wasn’t just a milk box and even Kageyama could see that. He had forgotten his lunch today and you had shared yours with him. But he always had a milk with his lunch and you didn’t have one, but he didn’t have the chance to actually buy one before he had to head back to classes. He didn’t think he had mentioned anything about the milk, or even hesitated to eat without it. But you had still gone out of your way to buy one for him and bring it to him after classes.

You had even apologized that it was later than he usually had his milk, as if you should’ve known to get it earlier. Kageyama was amazed that you even went and bought him one. He held the box in his hands for a moment before getting called over to start practice, promising himself to have the drink right after practice.

It wasn’t just that you brushed off his appreciation for what you did for him. Kageyama always felt something was wrong when he complimented you. So much so, he had to awkwardly ask his upperclassmen for help.

“Oh our little Kageyama needs help with his girlfriend hmmm?” Tanaka laughed, hands on his hips like he was some sort of relationship expert.

“I dunno why you’d come to us,” Daichi admitted with a smirk, leaning against a nearby wall as he considered the question. “It’s not like any of us are really all that experienced with girls.”

“But you know how to… communicate,” Kageyama explained, playing with his fingers as he shyly stared at the floor. “I’m just worried I’m… doing that thing that Hinata says I do. Where I think I’m complimenting her but I’m actually hurting her.”

Sugawara chuckled and threw his arm around his first year’s neck, fluffing up his hair playfully, “Aw! Little Tobio is growing up!”

“What kinds of things are you saying to her?” Asahi asked, offering Kageyama a smile as the blueberry boy tried to fix his now messed up hair.

Kageyama thought about it for a moment, not having to think that far back to remember an example. “This morning, she was wearing her hair differently,” Kageyama told them, gesturing towards his hair as if to act out how her hair was. “And I told her she looked very pretty.”

The boys just looked at him, as if expecting for there to be more. “Okay and?” Noya piped up, shrugging.

“That’s it,” Kageyama blinked. “Should I have said something else?”

“Why would you say something else, Kageyama?” Daichi raised an eyebrow, noting the distress in the setter’s eyes.

Kageyama huffed, remembering how you awkwardly turned away, as if he had said something brash, “She just said ‘you don’t have to do that, Kageyama’ and changed the subject. But I don’t know what she meant. Was… Was I not supposed to tell her? She did look very pretty but should I have kept that to myself?”

Sugawara gave him a sympathetic smile, “I think you did fine, Kageyama, don’t worry! Maybe she was just embarrassed.”

The others agreed, Tanaka explaining to him that some people were bashful when it came to their appearances.

“But she’s the most perfect being in the whole country!” Kageyama burst out, his forehead creased with concern. “Why shouldn’t I tell her?”

“Just in the country?” Asahi chuckled and Sugawara smacked his arm.

“Don’t tease him, I don’t think Kageyama has ever left the country!”

“Maybe she’s just not used to you complimenting her. Like how you weren’t too used to holding hands with her at the beginning of your relationship,” Daichi offered, remembering how red the boy’s face was you first took his hand at a tournament. He didn’t even know he had to hold your hand back and just had his hand staying there stiff.

Kageyama nodded slowly - he could understand that. It just took some time and then he was okay with it eventually. Now he would grab your hand out of instinct and it wasn’t something foreign to him.

After talking to his upperclassmen, Kageyama felt a little better. Perhaps it wasn’t his words then, maybe he just had to do it more.

But after a week of trial and error, Kageyama still couldn’t understand why you still seemed so uncomfortable. The day after consulting the second and third years, Kageyama had told you he really liked the way you hummed and that you had a really nice voice (he really did like it, it was his favourite thing to listen to).

But you just flickered your eyes away from him, offering a nervous laugh, “It’s nothing,” you mumbled before quickly asking him about his practice schedule.

So Kageyama thought maybe you just didn’t like talking about your singing. So when the two of you were studying, you noticed his laser focus wasn’t on his work but instead on you. His eyes were so trained on you, it was like how he was on the volleyball court.

“Kageyama?” You blinked in surprise, catching him staring at you. “Are you alright?”

“You’re really smart, Y/N!” He blurted out, a firm nod afterwards like confirming what he was saying. “I appreciate you always coming to help me work!”

But you just squirmed in your seat, turning your eyes back to your work, “I really don’t know all that much.”

It had been a week of this back and forth, Kageyama desperately trying to find what was going on. Was it him? Was he just not using the right words? Could he actually be being really rude and didn’t realize it? Was it his face? Was he supposed to smile more?

Finally, Kageyama felt like he was at the end of his rope. He didn’t know what to do now.

“The sunset is really pretty today!” You beamed as the two of you walked home from his practice. He glanced over and noticed the brilliant colours in the sky. It looked nice sure, but how could you understand that that looked pretty and you didn’t?

“I think you’re prettier.” He stated simply. Kageyama didn’t really know what lines were cheesy and what weren’t. But you did and your face just overheated immediately in response.

“K-Kageyama, don’t say things like that!” You insisted, staring to walk ahead.

“Wait!” Kageyama yelped, grabbing onto your wrist and pulling you back to him. “What am I doing wrong?” he asked you desperately, his eyes wide and searching yours for some sort of answers.

You stared at him for a moment, confused by his words, “Wrong?” You repeated softly, noticing how upset he looked.

“I…” Kageyama’s voice faltered as he watched your eyes. “I keep trying to tell you how amazing you are. You do all these things for me, you help me when I’m upset and you always help me train. You throw balls for me and Hinata, even when you’d rather be at home. You call me during my jogs just to keep me company. You bring me milk when I forget mine. And you always compliment me when I’m feeling like I’m not 100%… so what am I doing wrong? Because everything I say to you… it doesn’t seem to work.”

Something in you clicked. Is this why Kageyama had been acting so weird this week?

“Kageyama… I do all that because I like you and I want you to be your best,” you explained softly. “And I compliment you because I mean it! Not because I’m trying to make you feel better. Or try to boost your self-esteem.”

There was something in your tone that Kageyama couldn’t place. What was that in your voice?

“Why are you sad when I try to tell you things?” Kageyama was practically begging you for an answer. He didn’t understand how to read things from your tone, he wanted to desperately to understand but he just couldn’t grasp it. “Sugawara told me that complimenting people on things makes them feel good… am I doing it wrong? Please just tell me, I’ll be better! I’ll be the best boyfriend!”

Your smile was almost sad and Kageyama’s heart tugged a little in his chest, “I don’t want you to say things because you feel like you have to say them,” you sighed softly, now avoiding his eyes. “I know my hair is a mess most of the time, I know that my singing isn’t some professional level shit, and I know I’m not the model kind of girl or those gorgeous girls who come to your games. I don’t need you to try and convince me otherwise…”

Kageyama’s mind felt like it was blowing up. What were you talking about?

“Don’t be so stupid,” Kageyama whined, huffing at you and poking your forehead, “You think I’m lying about these things? You think I say them because I feel like I have to?” Kageyama shook his head, taking your face into his hands. “I’m not the best with words, I know this. But you are…” Kageyama’s face twisted into a funny expression as he tried to find the words he wanted, “the most perfect thing. You’re like when I make a perfect set and the spike goes right past the blockers!”

You couldn’t help but smile as he went on talking about volleyball. You weren’t surprised - he often related things to volleyball to understand better.

“You… are the perfect jump serve. Seeing you is like I’m winning full sets at Nationals!” He expressed, looking at you with wide eyes in hopes you were understanding. “I’m not trying to make you feel better about yourself, Y/N. You are everything I could possibly want. You make me feel like volleyball isn’t the only thing that matters anymore. I want to hear you sing all the time and I love your hair no matter how you think it looks.”

Your eyes were welling up with tears as he spoke dramatically, looking up at the sky as if that would help him figure out his sentences better. When he finally looked back at you, he jumped back almost immediately in fear.

“N-No! Don’t cry! I’m sorry! I shouldn’t have brought up volleyball again! I-”

You laughed and quickly shook your head, grasping his hands in yours, “Happy tears, Kageyama,” you explained softly, almost immediately burying your face in his chest as you drew him closer for a hug. “Thank you,” you whisper.

Kageyama wasn’t really sure what you were thanking him for but he hugged you tightly anyways. He hated seeing you cry and he would squeeze them all out of you until there was none left if he had to. “You are very pretty.” He stated, pressing a kiss to your head.

And this time, you didn’t argue. You just stayed there in his arms, and listened to the genuineness in his voice.

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[sassycassie-s-writing]

Don’t Tell Your Brother

By: SassyShoulderAngel319

Fandom/Character(s): DC, BatFam - Jason Todd/Red Hood

Rating: PG-11/T- (this one’s got a bad word in it lol XD)

Original Idea: These kinds of stories are always fun. Either best friend’s big brother or big brother’s best friend... yeah, I’m weak for it. XD

Notes: (Masterlist)(By Character)(About Me) This one is short but sweet. At about 1,200 words, this is about the length a lot of my older one-shots were before everything started getting carried away. I’ve had it in my head for several days and finally got it written down. @jason-redhood @welovegroot

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Knock-knock-knock!

Jason looked up from his book. $#!+, did Bruce find this place? he thought. He got up and crept to the door and looked through the peephole.

Worse. It’s Roy’s kid sister, he thought. I know you’ve liked her forever but she’s still your best friend’s little sister. And said best friend will murder your face off if he catches you flirting with her. Be cool but friendly and don’t flirt. Say something like, “Hey Harper, how you been?”

He opened the door. “Sup, brat?”

Aaand you blew it. Great job, Todd.

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I smirked. “Not much, how about you—dick?”

“Dick’s my brother’s name. I’m Jason,” he teased.

“Oh I know. If I wanted to insult you by calling you one of your brothers’ names I’d call you Tim.”

He paused. Offense crept over his expression. “That world work,” he admitted.

Both of us laughed. He leaned against the doorframe. “So I’m guessing you’re looking for Roy?”

“Guessed right. Seen him?”

“He’s passed out in the spare room, sleeping off a hangover.”

My face dropped. “Has he been drinking again?”

Jason hunched his shoulders and cringed guiltily. “Well… it was my birthday like a month ago and Roy couldn’t come to Gotham to celebrate with me so since he was dropping by we decided to…” He cleared his throat. “Well. We went to karaoke.”

I snorted so hard I hurt my throat. “Karaoke. You took my tone-deaf brother to karaoke?”

“In my defense it was one of those private room places. So no one had to hear it. And the tablet that lets you pick the songs also lets you order drinks from the front. We thought we’d just get a margarita and call it good; but Roy ordered me another one for my birthday and after that we lost track. I tend to hold my liquor better than he does, so… yeah he’s sleeping off a hangover and I’m not as bad.” He shrugged. “Come on in. Let me get you something to drink. Water? Tea? Soda? Coffee?”

“Water’s fine,” I said. Jason let me into his apartment and I stood awkwardly on the welcome mat.

“Sit down, make yourself comfortable!” He waved toward the sofa as he walked to the kitchen.

I stared at his back. His blue T-shirt stretched taut between his shoulder blades. The way his jeans hugged his thighs tight enough to show off his muscles but loose enough to be comfortable.

I stumbled to the couch and sat down. Get a hold of yourself, Harper, I thought harshly. He’s your brother’s best friend! It doesn’t matter how hot you think he is—Roy will kill you if he catches you flirting with him!

Jason came and sat on the other end of the sofa, handing me a water bottle. “Alright. I gotta ask. Batman doesn’t even know I have this place. How did you?” He draped his arm over the back of the sofa so his hand was inches from my shoulder.

“Roy told me. Said if he went MIA and didn’t check in I should look for him in a couple different places. I knew he was in Gotham so I figured I’d check here. I haven’t heard from him in almost a day so I came running. Wanted to make sure he wasn’t, you know, dead in a ditch somewhere.”

“Nah. Not on my watch.” Jason fixed me with a stare. “You’re a good sister to him, brat.”

I snorted. “Do you ever change?” I asked. “Always mean to me!”

“I’m not mean to you—I’m teasing you. I’m a big brother too, I know the difference.”

“You absolutely do not. I’ve watched the way your family works. All of you were an only child before being thrown together as siblings and none of you inherently knew how to handle it. I was adopted too—but since it was when I was a baby and Roy was little he learned how to be a brother fast and I never knew anything but being a little sister. Believe me when I say, you’re not teasing. You’re being mean.”

Jason lounged with a characteristic devil-may-care posture. “Well. Maybe I’d like to be nice to you but I’m scared that if your brother saw me being nice he’d misconstrue it as flirting and murder my face off. Did that ever occur to you?”

“Why would it?” I retorted. “You’ve never been nice to me. Mildly friendly when Roy’s not around maybe, but never nice. Doesn’t matter how hot you are if your personality is that of a—” I cut myself off and swore under my breath as an impish smirk started pulling on Jason’s face. “That didn’t come out right. What I meant was—”

“Little Harper thinks I’m hot,” Jason interrupted, tone full of relish.

I rolled my eyes. “This was a mistake. Tell Roy I’m staying at Daisy’s.” I got up and stalked to the door.

Jason somehow beat me to it, blocking my path. The guy had to be over two-hundred pounds. No way I could shove him out of the way. I was strong for my size—but not that strong. Not when his feet were planted like that. “Come on, Harper. I’m just messing with you.” He was still smirking, arms crossed over his chest in the way boys did to make their arm muscles look bigger. I wondered, vaguely, if his shirt sleeves hurt him where they were digging into his muscles at the seams.

“Let me out,” I said flatly. “I’m not having this conversation with you.”

Jason sighed, dropping his arms and pushing his hands into his pockets. “Look, I’m sorry,” he said. “I run my mouth a lot. I’m sorry for hurting your feelings.” He huffed. “Can I tell you something?”

“I have no choice. I can’t leave. You’re in the way.”

Jason glanced at the ceiling with a tiny smile. “True.” His expression turned grave. “Truth of the matter is, I find you… really attractive. Have ever since we first met.” If it weren’t Jason Todd, I would have thought his face was turning red. “I guess you could say I have a crush on you. I just never said anything because I know Roy wouldn’t approve.”

“You’d think he would,” I remarked. “You’d think he’d know both of us well enough to know whether or not we’d actually work well with one another.”

“You’d think,” Jason said.

Well, he admitted it first. Nothing to lose now, I thought. “For what it’s worth,” I said, “I have a crush on you, too.”

His face lit up. “Really?” I nodded. He gathered me into a hug. “That’s all I could have ever hoped for.” He glanced over the top of my head toward the hallway that led to the bedrooms, then looked back at me. “Can… can I kiss you?” He bit his lower lip, looking awkward.

I smiled. “You can,” I said with a smile.

Beaming, he leaned down. His lips brushed my ear as he whispered, “Don’t tell your brother.”

Then he was kissing me. His body was warm where he was pressed against me and his lips were soft. I took a deep breath through my nose as I wrapped my arms around him, eyelids fluttering closed. He smelled musky and a bit citrus-y and I could taste his chapstick. Vanilla, if I wasn’t mistaken.

Our arms tightened around one another. Jason tilted his head for a better angle and cooed softly. I sighed. Content.

He pulled away after several long moments. “I think we have some things to talk about, Harper.”

“We absolutely do, Todd,” I replied.

[cjracingpnf]

Day Six, Part 5: Let's Talk About "What Might Have Been!"

As we begin entering the crescendo of this mini-series (heh see what I did there xD), we have now reached what in my opinion is one of the greatest songs ever written for Phineas & Ferb, and in my opinion the highlight (or at least highlight 1b) of "Act Your Age". In all the ups and downs that AYA had, "What Might Have Been" was magnificently done, musically, lyrically, and in the story that it told, and I am so excited to talk about it today.

I do want to mention, I really don't know anything about what makes music great or not🤣, or what makes good music lyrics. So instead, I will be focusing on the story within the lyrics, and why it meant so much to me.

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Starting from a macro point of view, the heaviness of the song stands out. The vast majority of the Phineas & Ferb songs are cheery, funny, light-hearted songs, many of them absolute bops that put a smile on your face whenever you hear them.

"What Might Have Been" however… Well I want to say that I've listened to the song probably 8-10 times times over the last 3-4 months, and while writing this have read the lyrics in full, and I've teared up every time🥺😭. It's an incredibly emotional song, reflecting on both the past and the present of Phineas and Isabella's lives, and when we look at it from each of their point of views, creates a picture that pulls at the heartstrings if you at all care about these two.

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While Isabella is the one who starts the song, I want to begin with Phineas, who's life was turned completely upside down by the realization that his best friend of at least 11 years (and in my opinion their whole lives) had a huge crush on him that he had never realized, despite in retrospect even he admitting that she had been "quite overt" about it.

Phineas' solo portion of the song deals mainly with regret over not having realized it until then, including the sorrowful quote,

"I tried to make the most of every day,

But now the years just seem misspent…"

To hear Phineas say that, to show the regret for having been so focused on his daily goals that he wasn't able to the one beside him open her heart out to him, it's a sad and touching moment the realization going through his mind of all that he missed or didn't understand.

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As for Isabella… I know I mentioned it some when I talked about her a few days ago in this AYA mini-series, but thinking about not only the heartache and the pain she must have felt to give up on her feelings for him, but also thinking about the strength she must of had to be able to push through it all and prepare herself to move on without him, especially considering when she sings,

"'Cause I like you more than every other

Thing I like combined…"

To somehow be able to get past all of those emotions, thinking that she was finally "over him"… to then have a single photograph bring all of those memories back… it's a truly heartbreaking feeling to think about, especially putting oneself in her shoes.😭

As we reach the main portion of the song, Phineas & Isabella singing together in unison without them realizing it, going back and forth wondering how their lives could have been different had they gotten together before (including how they would have been called "Phinabella", which is entirely correct and I can totally see their friends teasing them to no end about it🤣), it begins to hit home, everything that they could have been able to do together, all the adventures that they missed, the memorable times they could have had…

And then, as if the daydreams we were having about how their lives could have been were heard, we get hit with a line straight to the heart...

"We could've been together,

All you had to say was when

And though I wanted so much more,

I guess you'll always be my friend…"

… I'm gonna be honest, I've teared up every single time I've listened to or read the end of that line😭🥺🥺🥺, both of them wanting to have been so much more, and them begrudgingly accepting that at least they would always be friends… It hurts a bit to think about how much they cared for each other, the moments that they shared together, the bond that had grown between them…

Am so very glad Isabella made the decision to turn around!!😁👏🧡💗

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Ultimately, if looking at this through a realistic sense, I do think that Phineas and Isabella would have somehow, someway, gotten together even if Isabella had not turned around to say goodbye. It may have been in College, considering Phineas knew through Baljeet where she was going, or it could have happened afterwards, but true love overcomes all, and I genuinely believe that they both cared for each other so much that it still would have happened.

Fortunately, Phineas and Isabella didn't have to wait any longer than they already had, because Isabella did turn around, did wait for him to come back, and come tomorrow, we will take a look at the moment everyone was waiting for!🧡💗

Thank you so much for reading, apologies for this coming out so late in the day, I've had a busy day, but I am so excited to be able to finish this mini-series👏👏😁!

Until then, God Bless, and Carpe Diem!

[juminsmysticmc]

Okay here's my last idea for now(rfa + minor duo): An aspiring singer MC that has a great voice but gets stage fright when she knows people are listening.

RFA + Minor Duo with an aspiring singer Mc who has a great voice but gets stage fright when she knows that people are listening 

Hey dear! Here you are! I hope you can enjoy the HC after it took me so much time, hahaha!

BTW, did I ever tell you that I was on stage countless times? I even sang in front of the whole people, but the thing I loved to do the most was acting, I was twice the main role, and I never felt as good as there, when I could show people how good I was.

Ah, I just remembered the time I acted in front of old people in a nursing home, I was two people at once because the acting role didn’t come in the last minute and I knew the scrip by memory XD the second time I played the acting role in front of my class, parents and students to show them how good our school was ( the days where they visit schools, you know? ) and it was just so good...I stopped acting tho, but I loved it so much...

Jumin

Your husband loved to listen to your voice.

The effects your voice gave him were special and amazing.

He wouldn’t hold you back for anything in the world .

He was jealous that other people would get the possibility to listen to the one voice which managed to make him sleep and calm down. But still, he thought that you would be able to achieve big goals.

That’s why he prepared a little stage for you.

It was only around 50 people who would listen to you sing.

,,Jumin Han, I love you with all my heart, but I can’t sing in front of so many people!“ you gasped a few seconds before the stage would begin.

,,Why, my love? Your voice is so wonderful and you’re so talented!’’ he smiled at you, holding your hand.

But he quickly noticed that it was all sweaty.

You were scared.

,,Mc, you're so good. What are you scared off?’’ he asked you, not understanding your fears.

,,I am scared that I will make a mistake. What if they laugh at me or...I don’t know…’’ you mumbled.

Jumin nodded since he understood.

He bandaged your eyes. You tried to stop him, but you couldn’t.

You felt the air hitting your face as he dragged you on stage, putting a microphone in one of your hands, not letting go of the other hand.

,,Now, sing…’’ he whispered.

And before you could even be scared, you sang out of your lungs, blowing everyone away at the wonderful performance.

When Jumin felt that you were sure enough, he let go of your hand and made you open your eyes, making you see all of the wonderful faces who loved to listen to you.

Zen

The first time he heard you was when you were showering, thinking no one else was home.

When you found out that he was listening to you, enjoying your angelic voice, you firstly felt a bit uncomfortable and nervous, but also happy to get his support.

Ever since then, Zen begged you to sing for him.

With your voice he was able to dance, simile and relax.

You seemed to feel comfortable.

But he was so wrong when one day he decided to show a video tape of you singing to his director who decided to make you debut three times after he heard you alone live.

You were so scared.

You never dared to tell Zen that you were scared, excited, nervous, or that you had mixed feelings.

Whenever you felt the thousands of eyes fall on you, you had the urge to stop, vomit, and run out.

You once did exactly that at a school festival and ever since then, you never ever dared to sing or talk in front of people again on a stage.

You slowly walked on the stage as the lights pointed at you.

It felt so hot, the white, bright lights on your skin.

You tightened your grip around the black microphone, but you couldn’t say anything.

Zen, who sat in the first row, saw it all. He suddenly felt bad that this was possibly his fault.

And before he knew what he was doing, his body moved on its own. He walked up there and made you look up to him, into his beautiful red eyes.

,,Music, go!’’ he said as the melody started again.

,,Just look at me, okay? Only me,’’ he whispered and managed making you sing in front of all those people while looking at him and only him.

And that was the most magical atmosphere you ever had with your boyfriend.

Yoosung

The reason you never dared to say anything at one of the RFA’s parties was that you were simply scared of being on stage.

What if you would drip? 

What if you made a mistake? 

What if people laughed at you? 

All those things could happen and you didn’t want to be embarrassed.

And even though you should get used to it by now, you weren’t.

Especially today, you felt more weight on your shoulders.

If you fail today, you would give up on music.

If today you wouldn’t be able to sing in front of the people, you promised yourself that you would give up what you loved the most.

And Yoosung was one of those people who didn’t wish to see the end of it.

,,I...I can’t…’’ you panted.

Yoosung handed you a cup of water behind the stage and watched you as you began to breathe even heavier.

You were scared and he could tell.

That was normal, but you were so scared of the fear itself, that it stopped you.

Yoosung, even though he was scared himself and decided that he had to help you.

,,Okay,’’ he said ,,stay here,’’ you whispered and turned your body in front of you.

He quickly walked to the director and said something before he returned.

,,Okay, your music is beginning soon. Sing here!’’ Yoosung smiled, the stage was still being hidden by the red curtain.

,,Yoosung…’’ you mumbled but couldn’t say anything since you already had to sing.

The words simply left your mouth, making you feel much better.

No one would have guessed that you were on the verge of having a panic attack a few seconds ago.

And then the stage began. The curtains opened and while looking at Yoosung, the both of you walked in the middle of the stage, continuing to sing...

Jaehee

Hidden in your room, you tried to sing the one line you always messed up, noticing that you didn’t get any better.

,,We should just hide and stay here,’’ you mumbled as you looked to Jaehee.

,,Why we? It’s your stage,’’ she smiled and patted your back.

,,Ah, but I’m scared. I want to stay here,’’ you told her again, trying to calm down.

Jaehee turned your chair so that you could look into her eyes.

,,Mc,’’ she called you.

You looked up at her, her brown eyes somehow making you feel calmer.

,,Breathe with me,’’ she told you and made regulated gasps of air, helping you a bit.

She put her hand on your chest to feel your heartbeat.

Of course you felt as if it would burst out of your chest, but there was nothing to be scared about.

,,I will be there, don’t worry. Just do whatever you can to the best. I will stay in the first line, watching you, so if you have the feeling that everyone is killing you with their eyes, just look at me. I will be there,’’ she whispered, somehow making you calm down.

,,What if I mess up this one line? I -’’ she immediately stopped what you wanted to say and kissed you on your soft lips.

,,You won’t fail, I know it. And if you do, it will be alright. Trust me,’’ she smiled.

And finally, when your name was called, she walked with you hand in hand to the stage, kissing you once again and quickly going on her seat to enjoy the wonderful melody of your voice.

Saeyoung

,,I don’t understand how you- aish,’’ you hissed as you watched the video clip over and over again.

Saeyoung apparently filmed you at your last RFA party.

The RFA as your first guests as you sang with a beautiful voice between your friends, a bottle of water as your microphone.

,,I just thought that everyone should listen to you,’’ he laughed and watched you.

You were sweating.

For years you always declined people who wanted you to sing on stage. Instead, you always uploaded videos of your music on YouTube without anyone seeing you.

And there was Saeyoung, who destroyed everything with a single video.

The worst? He accepted a stage for you.

You would sing on the SBS new year stage in front of the whole Korean population.

And you knew that international fans would watch it too from home.

And there you were, forced to sing.

,,I’m so scared, you know that, and still you’re forcing me to do this,’’ you told him as you rubbed your arms.

,,You need to overcome your fears,’’ he smiled.

You glared at him. ,,Not like that though!’’ you hissed.

But Saeyoung didn’t care, because he assured you that he would be with you.

,,Your backstage dancer,’’ he laughed and kissed you, making you even more unsure of the ending of this adventure.

Indeed, that day he was your backstage dancer.

But you didn’t even see him because everything was so dark.

,,Just stand here,’’ he said a few minutes before everything would begin.

,,No one will see you and you won’t see anybody,’’ he assured you.

And so it was, that when the lights began to burn, people could only see you at the very end of the song, making the surprise even bigger and you overcoming your fears...

Saeran

Your boyfriend rubbed his hands together as he observed you.

He was just as nervous as you were. He felt as if he was no help at all, but at the same time he was so proud of you.

,,Mc,’’ he called you and took your hand, feeling that you were just as cold as he was from the fear.

,,I… I know it’s not right but… we don’t have to. You don’t have to do this,’’ Saeran mumbled.

He didn’t want anybody to force you to do anything.

He knew that music was your passion, but he also knew that you did this because the both of you needed more money.

You looked at him and for a short second, you hesitated.

Should you really give up everything you built up to until now?

You were about to answer him when a chatroom opened up and the RFA began to chat, saying that they were all there to support you.

,,I can’t disappoint them, can I?’’ you asked Saeran.

He smiled and kissed you, his eyes still on you.

,,I’m scared too… but I will come with you, just...let’s just look at each other while you sing, he told you, something you thought was very brave of him.

And so, both of you went on stage, the clapping hands of all those people were so loud, but the heartbeat in your chest was even louder in your ear.

The piano began to play and you knew that soon you would have to begin singing.

And suddenly, as if everything shut down in your brain, you began to sing loudly and clearly.

Before you realized it, Saeran was standing in front of you, his back to the audience.

You weren’t able to see anyone but him.

In his hands were wonderful flowers as you kept singing with all your might, making the room seem magical.

,,You did well,’’ he said when you finished and quickly kissed you, making you close your eyes as the curtain closed up again.

Jihyun

Lucy sat on his lap as he waited for you to come out.

Before he left you, you seemed very nervous.

Jihyun was sure that you were scared, but he also knew that you were strong. He never met anyone stronger than you, so he knew that there wasn’t a problem.

But he couldn’t imagine how sacred you were behind the curtain.

Your hands were playing with the microphone and your mouth was becoming dry.

Soon enough, you had to step out and sing.

But what if you missed a line? 

It was a well known song in Korea, Airang, so if you messed this up, all of South Korea would laugh at you.

,,Now, ladies and gentlemen, Mrs Kim will sing, Airang for you!’’ the man said.

The applause of the people in the hall welcomed you as the curtain opened.

At first the light was too bright but you soon got used to it.

Your eyes quickly searched for Jihyun and your daughter. You thought you would feel better, but your heart wasn’t calming down.

Your daughter was so excited, but you would fail and make her sad soon, maybe people would bully her too because she was the daughter of the most stupid woman in Korea.

The melody began but you stayed silent.

Suddenly, people began to whisper around you and the melody stopped again.

Jihyun stopped smiling as he noticed that you were scared, scared to death and on the verge of crying.

He was ready to bring you down to him, hug you, and stop it for you to make you feel better, but suddenly his daughter loudly screamed ,,YOU ARE NOT SINGING BECAUSE I DIDN’T SAY GOOD LUCK, RIGHT?’’ she asked you.

You smiled and nodded.

,,Good luck mommy! Daddy and I love you, right Daddy?’’ Lucy asked Jihyun, who smiled again and nodded at his little daughter.

,,Right,’’ he said and encouraged you, making the melody play again and finally everyone was blessed with the wonderful voice of yours.

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[alch3mic]

oh! that looks like fun, Noodle and his s/o cuddling? xD first thing that came to mind.

 “...I think we have a pillow hoarding problem..” 

Noodle let out a small chirp in reply to your statement as he approached the pillow pile you were laying down in with another cushion in his arms. He was looking very proud of his hard work, having gathered almost every pillow in the house to make this glorious pile, and also at how comfortable you must’ve seemed all nestled up in it.

And truth be told, you were. 

Despite your concerns over the fact that you may have the largest pillow collection on the island, you were very comfortable within the nest of cushions he had created in your living room. 

Seems like he went out of the way to make sure only the softest ones were surrounding you, while the tougher and more decorative cushions were sprinkled along the outer edges, making for a rather cute and colorful pile.

......

Stars, you really had too many pillows.

And it was all his fault!

....Not that he was the one buying them of course.. but.. how were you supposed to deny that adorable face of his! This troublemaker literally had the cutest face in the world with those big white eyelights and cute freckled cheeks, and at this point you were convinced he was totally aware of it with how he weaponized it against you.

Darn you for having such a soft spot for him...

..That cute face is exactly why you indulged him in buying him so many pillows in the first place, because it just.. made him so happy. Even back a few months ago when you only had a few he’d make himself a small little pile to burrow in and looked like the happiest skelemermonster in the world. 

You could only imagine how having so many more made him feel. 

..His face certainly gave it away, with how his eyelights sparkled as he finally set down the last cushion near the edge of the pile before diving right in.

It was only a few moments before he re-emerged right next to you, poking his head out and letting out a songful chirp that made you laugh at how cheerful it was. A smile lit up his face as the rest of his long body was coiling around the pillow pile, eventually wrapping around you a bit as he tucked his earfins back and rested his head on your chest. 

It was always the same spot with him whenever the two of you cuddled, right near your heart.

He seemed absolutely fascinated with the rhythmic way it beat in your chest, probably because he didn’t have one of his own. Hell, you practically couldn’t pull him away after the first time he heard it! He had insisted on holding on to you for the rest of the night with you coiled up in his body until he fell asleep.. and then you couldn’t bear to sneak away from him when he was resting so peacefully in your arms. 

Now, once again because you were a sucker for those big ol’ eyelights, you let him rest his head there whenever he pleased.

That was exactly why you were here now too. Today was just too good of a day to pass up for some sleepy cuddling, with the sun hidden away behind some gray clouds and the smell of rain drifting in from the windows. Soon it would be pitter pattering against your roof, lulling you into an afternoon nap with your favorite cuddle buddy all cozied up together with some snacks, a tv, and a whole day to spend away together.

..If only you could stay here forever.

Wouldn’t that be nice..?

[kessielrg]

[Kingdom Hearts] Commission Please!

Summary: In which concentrated bits of chaos meet a shy artist. Dedicated to @chibi-mushroom, my Namine-sensei and to whom I’m converting in to a bunny child appreciator. xD

Rating: K

Word Count: 2,210 words

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There was always something interesting happening in Disney Town. The colors, the sounds, the smells- it was nearly overwhelming as Namine breathed it all in. The atmosphere of the place always seemed to knock Namine slightly off guard every time she set foot in it. Disney Town was a very alive world, and all the experiences with it flowed through effortlessly. She was always so amazed that every day was different than the last- definitely a stark contrast to how she started out in the world. Today, Disney Town offered something new, something no one had seen before and was quite hard to ignore.

“Where on earth did all these bunny kids come from?!” Lea demanded once they entered town square. They were very hard to ignore. Every foot or so, there was at least one of the small, blue bunnies getting into some sort of trouble.

“Not sure,” Kairi said, just as a bunny kid hopped onto her head, bent down to look her in the eye, happily wave, then bound off of her head. She couldn’t hide her little giggle as she went on to add, “But they sure are cute.”

“Ri-ight.” Lea snorted. He looked down to see a bunny child at his feet. It stuck its tongue out at him before laughing rather maniacally. “They look about as cute as a wart on someone’s toe. Just as persistent too.”

“Lea!” Kairi admonished, gently smacking him with the back of her hand. The taller redhead did nothing to defend himself. Instead he gave them a charming little grin that feigned innocence.

Namine let out a little chuckle as well. Lea turned to her with the most hurt expression one could offer.

“Not you too, Namine!” he whined. “I thought we had amnesty once we became Somebodies. We’re good now!”

“Not when you’re still being cruel to innocent children.” Namine teased.

“I didn’t even touch them!”

Namine and Kairi looked at each other before dissolving into a round of giggles. Lea deflated, knowing that he was never going to win this argument. Their moment of fun was broken when a loud drum march started to play. The three looked up to find the source of the noise. Sure enough, there was a small group of bunny children with drums and leading a small parade filled with nothing but other blue bunny children. One of the bunnies in front was holding a banner reading ‘Lunch Time 4 Us!’ and waving it quite happily.

 In high, squeaky voices, the leading bunny children started to chant; 

“Who’s the leader of the club that’s made for you and me!”

On cue, another round of tiny voices shouted as they joined the parade, “La-de-da la-de-da la-de-da-da-da!”

“Hey there, hi there, ho there! You’re as welcome as can be!”

“La-de-da la-de-da la-de-da-da-da!”

The chant continued as the parade marched their way through the square and into a cafe. 

“Well…” Kairi was the first to muse, “Guess we’re not going to eat in there.”

“Must be lunchtime.” Namine noted with a grin.

“Must be something.” Lea decided as he scratched the back of his head. All the while, the bunny children continued with their march.

“Uncle Mick!”

“Papa too!”

“Uncle Mick!”

“Papa too!”

“Forever let us hold our ice creams high!”

“High, high, high!”

“Come along and sing a song, and join the jamboree!”

“La-de-da la-de-da la-de-da-da-da!”

The bunny children holding up the rear, who hadn’t entered the cafe yet, let out a cheer before slamming the cafe door behind them. The square was suddenly rather quiet without them all making a ruckus.

“I, for one, am glad they’re gone for now.” Lea told the girls. “That is not a song I want to have memorized.”

Kairi gave Namine a wicked glance before turning back to Lea. She didn’t give any warning before she opened her mouth to sing, “Who’s the leader of the club that’s made for you and me?”

Lea suddenly went pale. “Kairi, no!”

“Hey there, hi there, ho there!”

“Kairi! I’m warning you!”

“You’re as welcome as can be!”

“This is your last chance!”

“Come along and sing a song, and join the jamboree!”

“That’s it, get over here so I can teach you a lesson!” Lea hollered as he barrelled at Kairi. Kairi herself let out a little yelp before bolting away. She then let out a joyful laughter as Lea chased her around the square, and out to a different area. Namine considered following them, but decided it was best they get their energy out. There certainly wasn’t any shortage of it in this world.

Instead, Namine made herself comfortable at a nearby bench and simply relaxed. After being accustomed to the energy of the world again, she carefully pulled out her drawing pad, some colored pencils, and did one of the most relaxing hobbies she had yet to replace; drawing.

She started with the square itself. The bench she was on was facing a nice gazebo, which in turn was framed rather well by the entrance to Disney Castle behind it. She wondered for a moment if she had enough colors in her palette to capture the atmosphere just right. If not, maybe it was time to experiment with cross hatching. As she got into her familiar, comfortable groove, Namine started to hum a few bars of the bunny kid’s march. It was a pretty catchy tune. She’d have to ask Riku if he was familiar with it- he came around Disney Town often enough to visit the King, he must have heard it at least once.

Quite some time passed as she drew. Namine didn’t even notice when some of the bunny children started to file out of the cafe. A little pack of four started to play in the gazebo. It looked like a rather fun game of hide and seek. Namine didn’t realize that she had started to draw the bunny children playing until she had finished shading the first blue bunny. She blinked at her page with mild bewilderment. She had heard stories about ‘automatic writers’ and how they would write whole letters by hand while supposedly controlled by some outside force. She didn’t personally believe them until she saw the blue bunnies in her drawing. It was like she didn’t even recognize her own ability.

“Hey fellas!” a high pitched voice said from beside her, succeeding in scaring Namine nearly out of her wits. She quickly looked to her left and saw one of the bunny kids standing next to her. Namine flinched when it whistled to get the other two’s attention.

Its siblings (she assumed they were all siblings, at least) immediately stopped what they were doing. They took a glance at Namine, then at the bunny beside her, then started to bounce on over. They stopped at her feet. Namine was so bewildered at the past minute’s events that she had to take another moment to register what was going on.

“Oh! Hello there.” she finally greeted. “Would you like to see what I drew?”

All four bunny children nodded their heads- the one that had surprised Namine had gone down with the rest of its siblings. There was power in numbers, and she had a feeling those blue bunnies were well aware of it. Despite herself, Namine carefully turned her drawing around for them to see. Her work was immediately accepted with a round of ‘oh’s and ‘aww’s. It made her heart flutter with pride. She felt rather selfish when the four bunnies decided to just up and leave without another word. Namine sighed, hoping that they’d come back, before going back to finish up a few bits on the drawing.

Her wish was granted quite a few minutes after. Just as she was finishing up her drawing, the four bunny children from earlier were coming back to her. At least, she assumed they were the same as before- it was hard to tell when those blue bunnies all looked the same. Regardless, Namine greeted them all with a bright smile.

“Hello again,” she said, “How can I help you?”

The bunny children all stared at the one bunny standing in the back. It was bashfully hiding something as it stepped forward. The other bunnies let out a pleased ‘ta-da!’ while the bashful bunny presented Namine with a flower. It wasn’t anything too special, probably plucked from the caste gardens based on its hue.

“O-oh, thank you.” Namine stammered. “But I don’t need-”

She stopped dead in her tracks- the pitiful, pleading faces of the bunnies made it increasingly hard to say no. After a moment of mental wrestling, Namine offered a smile.

“It’s very lovely.” she said  as she carefully took the flower. “Thank you. I’ll use it as a commission.”

The bunny children suddenly perked up. A new word had been spoken to them- one that they could already tell held the promise for more lovely drawings. They looked back up at her expectantly. Namine didn’t think herself that good at charades, but she could almost gather what they wanted to ask her.

“A commission is when you give something to someone in return for their goods. In this case, the flower is your commission for me drawing your picture earlier. Do you understand now?”

The bunny children looked at each other for a moment. They seemed to have a moment of revelation before turning back to Namine with a wide grin. In unison, the bunnies happily nodded.

“That’s good.” Namine smiled, giving them a happy nod of her own back to them.

Giving a grin that seemed rather mischievous in hindsight, the blue bunny children bounded off in different directions to do whatever it was they planned on next. Namine wasn’t aware that she was going to be a part of this plan. Not yet. For now, she decided to put her drawing things away to go find Lea and Kairi. She hadn’t seen them since they ran out a good hour ago. Not that she expected anything bad to happen to them, but still. You never knew in their world.

Thankfully, both Kairi and Lea were safe when Namine found them. Apparently they had raced each other to the go-kart track, which then proceeded to be an even more heated race between them. Namine had caught them at the end of their sixth round.

“Who won?” Namine curiously asked.

“I did!” Kairi boasted at the same time Lea mumbled, “She did.”

Namine afforded a small laughter. With the three of them together again, they decided that it was likely time to get something to eat. On their way back to the square, a large hoard to bunny children came bounding to the trio. They bunnies were so packed together that it was just a sea of rippling blue. Not sure of what to do, or where the bunnies were even heading, Lea, Namine, and Kairi simply stopped in their tracks.

“I don’t like how they’re in a stampede.” Lea murmured to the girls. “Who do you think they’re going to terrorize? That’s a terrorizing formation if I’ve ever seen it.”

The girls just shrugged, but they got their answer soon enough. The hoard stopped right at Namine’s feet. A fact that didn’t surprise her nearly as much until a few started to stack on top of each other. They continued to stack until the bunny child on top was at about Namine’s eye level.

“Hi!” the top bunny child happily said, giving a wave so energetic that it made the tower wobble a bit. The bunny didn’t give anyone time to react before pulling out a picture of their own. It was rather crudely done, but it was still easy to depict a black cat with a pink shirt and matching little hat. Putting on a wide grin, the bunny child told Namine, “This is our mama.”

“We want to surprise her!” one of the bunny kids in the stack said.

“Please draw us for Mama.” another bunny said.

“Draw us for Mama! Draw us for Mama!” the rest of the hoard chanted.

For the longest time, Namine was speechless. When she did try to say something, it only came out in a strangled, “I…” as she looked to Kairi and Lea. They seemed just as overwhelmed as she was.

The bunny children must have been expecting this because a few others formed a second stack. This time, the bunny on top was holding a rather large sack that, when shook, sounded like munny twinkling inside.

“We’ll commission you.” the bunny at the top of the second stack grinned.

“It’s all our allowance!” the hoard cheered at once. “63,000 munny!”

Lea let out a low whistle. “That’s a LOT of Mega-Potions…”

Indeed it was, and it only caused more conflict inside Namine. Why was it so hard to say no to troublemakers when they were being so earnest? Maybe it’s because the bunny children were still just that- children. They weren’t perfect, but when they put their heart into something, it was all they desired. It was admirable. It was hard to say no to.

“Sure.” Namine then decided, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to take it back later. “Why not?”

The bunny children cheered.

[ohallthecrushes]

That one day... // Arthur Fleck x Reader

A/N: I’m tired, my lower back is in pain and I should be sleeping, but my hyperfocus didn’t let me. xD So somehow I made this one shot that I was pretty sure I’d never finish. Arthur is sweet, but dark and creepy and in love with reader.

Summary: You and Arthur just became friends. He fell in love with you from the beginning, but because you were hurt before you want to stay just friends with him. You thought he’d be ok with it, but of course he’s not. Soon you start falling in love with him too, but having in mind what you decided before, you try to ignore your feelings for him. When you finally let him know, he doesn’t believe you and it turns out into a little disaster. Can someone teach me how to write good summary?

Word counts:2293

You and Arthur were friends for some time now. One month to be more precisely. It all started with you coming up to him and asking if he was alright after you saw him standing before a building you lived in...

Looking lost in thoughts. 

In the middle of a pouring rain.

Without an umbrella.

Broken down and beaten up.

It was a simple gesture of kindness that you took him to the nearest donuts shop and bought him a hot coffee to warm him up. You sat down with him and made him to talk. Reassuring him that you wanted to sit there with him and you actually wanted to help even by just lending an ear.

It was a gesture of kindness, but it was a magic moment to Arthur.

His life had changed that day.

You gave him your phone number, just in case he ever wanted to talk again and he thanked you and apologized to you for the trouble at least seven times before you two left the shop and separated.

He didn’t call you the next days, weeks even, which felt somewhat disappointing. You were hoping that he would call to offer you a coffee or something like that. Not that you wanted him to repay you. You just... You felt like he was a good sensitive man, a gentle soul so hard to find in Gotham that you would like to know better.

It was a shame that he wasn’t interested.

But then, you couldn’t know that he spent two whole weeks following you around, getting information about you and learning your daily habits.

You couldn’t know. He made sure of that.

It was that one day when you accidentally bumped on him when you were going back from work that he invited you to your favorite coffee shop down the street. You agreed with a smile, lucky you felt that day.

He appeared to you as a shy, timid man with daily struggle and mental problems but also with big hopes and dreams.

He was always polite and considerate of your feelings, and he asked you a lot of questions about you and your life.

Some were simple and silly like your favourite color or songs you often listened to.

Some were more intimate and even inappropriate at times. But you were never upset with him for asking such. You knew he didn’t have any friends that he could learnt from what healthy boundaries were.

Until now, of course.

You became his friend and you two began to meet more often. He opened up to you some time later and you could see how much more comfortable he started to feel around you.

You even noticed that he felt comfortable enough to gently brushed his hand over yours when you two were walking through a park. Something was in the air...

That was when you had to stop him.

- Arthur...

- Yes?

- Remember when I told you about my ex boyfriend? And how fucked up our relationship was?

- Yes...

- You know... how... hurt I was. I’m not ready to start dating yet. I hope you understand that and you don’t take it personally, I...

- Oh, it’s alright - he nodded his head a little to vigorously to fully hide that he’d been hoping for something to happen between you - I didn’t try to do anything, just... I get that you’re not ready, I do. I’d like us to stay friends too.

- You’re sure? 

- Mhm - the way he lowered his head and avoid the eye contact told you he wasn’t fully honest.

- Artie...

- I’ll be alright, really. I have feelings for you, you know, but I don’t want to destroy what we already have. You’re my friend... You’re my only friend. I don’t wanna lose you.

You wanted to say something, but he smiled at you softly.

- Don’t worry about me, Y/N, I’ll be fine.

That day you were foolish enough to think that he actually would be alright about you two being just friends. He seemed fine at that moment and you thought that because it was just the beginning that his feelings for you weren’t strong enough yet, so they would be easier to suppress, easier to ignore. As if it was something he could just take back.

But he was already far too deep and beyond the point of turning back.

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You didn’t get back to that topic ever again.

You kept hanging out with each other everyday you could, and everyday when you couldn’t you were talking by phone, telling each other how your day was and sharing your thoughts on different topics. He was telling you jokes and listening you laughing. While you were feeding him with your home made cookies and watching him dance in his Carnival costume. You kept each other company as friends do, ignoring the fact that sometimes, just sometimes he looked at you with an old hope and longing.

You stayed just friends.

But your smile was his favourite thing in this world to look at.

And he occasionally told you a few compliments to make you blush as well - his second favorite thing to look at.

But his voice was the last thing you heard before you went to sleep and the first thing you heard when you woke up.

But “goodmornings and goodbyes” became your daily habits. Something you couldn’t get through a day and night without.

But he sometimes surprised you with small gifts, like your favorite cupcake or something related to your hobby. Smallest things so you wouldn’t forget about him.

But everyday you were getting more and more excited to see him.

And before you know... You were far too deep and beyond the point of turning back.

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It was that one day when you two were chilling on his couch, drinking tea and watching old comedies. You were facing each other and silly laughing about... oh who cares what.

You felt happy when he was around you. You felt excited when he looked at you or called you by your name. You felt things towards him a friend shouldn’t feel.

You had realized that a week before, but you’d tried to ignore it. You’d managed to ignore it somehow even though it hurt you inside. It burnt a hole in your heart when you also had realized that you couldn't tell him. After all you were the one that had insisted to stay just friends. You were the one thinking foolishly that feelings can be easily repressed or forgotten. You should had knew better than that.

Your eyes were wandering all over his face as you tried to silence your heart at that moment.

But his small hiccups were adorable and his smile was so wide and his crooked tooth looked so cute.

But you couldn’t look away from his lips as well.

You couldn’t take it anymore. How could you be so naive? How could you deny him and yourself something you both felt so deeply?

You stopped smiling and started screaming inside.

- Y/N? - he asked puzzled and concerned as he reached out to touch your arm - What’s wrong? You look like you’re in pain...

You were in pain, indeed.

To stop yourself from crying you started laughing. But it was a sad laugh that Arthur wasn’t amused with.

- Y/N?

- Oh god! I can’t... I can’t do this anymore - you shook your head as you dramatically covered your face with your hands and put your head up. You couldn’t just sit there pretending anymore, hurting your feelings like that.

Arthur stared at you confused and worried, wondering what made you say that and what did you mean.

He’d noticed that you’d been acting weird lately, that during conversations your head had been somewhere else and it was as if you'd been hiding something before him. He didn’t want to pry, but he couldn’t help but felt that whatever that was, had something to do with him.

Suddenly he felt insecure again. His old demons started barking.

Did you just... agree that you couldn’t stand him and pretend to be his friend anymore? Did one of his fear just became a reality?

- W-what are you saying? What d-do you mean you can’t?

You spread your fingers to look at him. You didn’t want to take your hands off your face, cause you knew you were blushing like hell.

- I can’t just... - you took a deep breath - i can’t just be your friend...

Something in his eyes told you that you just hurt his feelings in an awful way. You didn’t mean to! Oh no, let me explain!

- I mean I... I didn’t want to sound... I find it hard to... - you struggled with your words and you saw how the light in his eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by something much darker and empty.

He thought he was right, his brain hadn’t lied to him this time. You really did despise him, didn’t you? You had just pretended that you liked him, because you felt pity for him, when in reality you couldn’t even stand him. He was right from the beginning, wasn’t he? He clutched his fists and felt like his lower lip began to shake as well as one of his knee.

You couldn’t see how scared he was, how disappointed and hurt, cause you shut your eyes closed, trying to focus on the right words. But the right words just couldn’t came out and you felt frustrated with your own disability to handle this conversation that you’d just started.

- Oh, for fuck’s sake - you said as you opened your eyes and leaned forward, letting your lips express what your mind couldn’t. You kissed him or more likely pressed your lips to his in a little desperate manner, silencing you both from racing thoughts for a brief moment. Then you leaned back, opened your eyes and waited. He looked at you confused and anxious and you knew what was coming next.

He pressed his hands to the place where your lips had been just a second ago and burst into a very loud very hurtful laughter. His body turned away from you shaking as if he wanted to hide himself from you, from your sight, so you wouldn’t pity him even more. He could feel your hand gently caressing his back as you always did when he had his fit, but you did this only because you had to, right? You didn’t really want to be there with him or for him in that matter. He was just a freak to you. He was just. A. Freak. A very naive freak.

- W-why... are... why are y-you... mocking me... like this?! - he managed to gasped out as his laughter scaled down. He was siting with his head lowered and his eyes on the floor. His eyebrows were knitted, his leg was bouncing fast and he was seriously upset.

- What? I’m not... - you were confused now, his sudden outburst made you withdraw your hand. Wasn’t you clear enough with your kiss? - I’m not mocking you, Arthur, I’m...

- You know I have feelings for you and you’re mocking me with that kiss!

- I’m not! That’s not what I wanted to-

- You said - he interjected you - that you can’t do this anymore. That you can’t be my friend! What you meant is that you can’t pretend anymore that you like me. You said that! And then - he glared at you with a hurtful look in his eyes - then you kissed me to mock me - he added with a lower much more quiet voice. For a moment you were afraid to speak up.

But you started to grasp on his way of thinking. And... oh boy.

- No... You’re wrong, Arthur. I didn’t kiss you to mock you. Why would I.. - you sighed - What I meant by that is... I have feelings for you too and that’s why I can’t pretend to be just your friend anymore.

He looked away and took a moment to process your words. He didn’t look at you and you were afraid that he wouldn’t believe you, but his leg slowly stopped bouncing and when he finally looked at you, his eyes were soft looking and his voice didn’t sound so dangerous. 

He didn’t fully believe you, but he was getting there.

- You... have feelings for me too? - he repeated very slowly as he was still processing what he’d heard.

- Yes, I do. I’m sorry I wasn’t clear enough with that before.

Slowly his body turned to you and he became visibly more relaxed. His eyebrows twitched as he finally got what you were saying.

- But you said before that you wanted to stay friends...

- I know and that was... well, very stupid of me. 

You took his hand in yours.

- I fell in love with you Arthur and if you still feel the same about me... Then I’m ready to start something new.

His face lightened up with a big smile and you saw tears in his eyes.

- Y/N... Oh god, I’m so sorry I reacted like that! I thought that... I let myself thought things I shouldn’t have. But that was my...

- ... your fears talking, I know.

He gently squeezed your hand and leaned down to assure you that he still felt the same about you.

He cupped your face and kissed you with an overflow of passion.

That day your life had changed.

[ohkiyo]

characters: shiratorizawa team, reader, sakusa kiyoomi, and komori motoya. (quick appearance)

warnings: none, just some good ‘ol fluff.

word count: 5.1k

a/n: this is like a peace offering for not posting any content for the last two or three weeks (?), I also did not intend for this to reach over 5k+ words lol, so hopefully you won’t get bored reading this one. I also gave up editing this somewhere in the middle, so yeah that’s that hahaha. XD

anyways have fun and enjoy! :D

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“We’re going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship, zooming through the sky! Little Einsteins~” both you and Goshiki bounce on your seat at the back of the bus, singing the theme song of the cartoon you two watch for fun a few days ago. “Climb aboard, get ready to explore there’s so much to find little Einsteins~”

“Aren’t they excited?” a fond smile made its way into Semi’s face as he watches the two first years belting their hearts out to a song made for children. Tendou and Yamagata joining the two, causing the overall noise inside the bus to increased in volume. Their English pronunciation was horrible, but it didn’t stop them from sharing their – talent.

Kawanishi, who was two seats away from the four was also humming along, snacking on a chocolate bar, his phone on his hand capturing it all on camera, probably for future blackmail material. While Shirabu who was seated beside him, continues to sleep, unbothered by the ruckus happening inside the bus.

“This is their first time going to Tokyo after all” Reon answered, before he tilted his head to the side when they switch to a different song, this time, it was Tendou’s famous baki baki ni ore. “Since when did Satori taught them that?”

“Probably since the moment they joined”

They were currently on their way to Tokyo for a practice match with another college volleyball team, the colleges that they use to play against in Miyagi were coincidentally busy with academics, something about an upcoming exam that they need to prepare for so they had to cancel.

Fortunately, with Shiratorizawa being a powerhouse school, Coach Saito and Washijou-sensei had connections to institutions outside of Miyagi. So they called up a friend who’s currently handling a college volleyball team and requested for a practice match.

The singing lasted for another thirty minutes before they eventually fell asleep, the bus now quiet. Washijou-sensei who was seated up front, let out a sigh of relief, thankful for the silence, something that Semi and Reon didn’t fail to notice. The two chuckled, as strict as he may be, Washijou-sensei knows when to let his players have their fun, he isn’t exactly a killjoy like some had thought. He’s actually very nice, once you get to know him of course.

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“You’re allowed to go sightseeing but please always bring a buddy with you, to prevent anyone from getting lost” his eyes landed on the older members, silently asking them to keep a close eye on their two first years. “Washijou-sensei and I will be meeting up with Coach Sasaki, so be back before 11”

Everyone nods their heads at his words before the two finally entered the elevator once it reaches your floor. The hotel you were staying at was a bit high class, you don’t know how the club’s fund covered it, but you weren’t complaining.

Each one of you had your own separate room, each guest had three food slips with, one was a free access to an eat-all-you-can food at the dining area’s buffet, while the other two were for a free breakfast, lunch, or dinner.

“So...” Tendou turned around, a grin plastered on his face as he held up the food slip the receptionist gave earlier. “Let’s go fill up our belly and enjoy Tokyo’s nightlife”

With that all nine of you piled into the elevator and press the button for the ground floor, the space a little too tight for your liking. The elevator stops at another floor, two new people entered, resulting in them moving backward to create a space for the newcomers, leaving you to press yourself to the wall.

“Sorry (Y/n)” Ushijima whispered, after accidentally stepping on your foot, he looks over his shoulder as you gave him a thumbs up. Your face now buried on his shirt, his perfume entering your nostrils.

He sure does smell nice, no wonder the girls are after him.

Luckily, for you, your struggle did not last long because finally, the elevator reaches the bottom floor. You swore you almost past out because of how cramp that space was, you feel like you were starting to develop claustrophobia because of it. For a fancy hotel, they sure have very small elevators.

Your group weaves through the other guest inside the hotel, some of them going back to their rooms; some were going the same way as you all were, while the others were going out to enjoy whatever Tokyo has to offer.

“Tokyo hotels are on another level” you whispered, following after them as they went over to where the eating utensils were placed. You carefully scanned the foods displayed, cuisines coming from different countries were all too delicious-looking, you feel like you want to have a plate of each.

“You’re drooling (Y/n)” you heard Shirabu say as he walks past you, the person that was standing behind the counter chuckled as you rub the spit that unknowingly trickled down your chin.

“Sorry”

“It’s fine” she laughs again before she suggested the lamb meat for you to taste. You haven’t tried lamb before so you accepted her offer, watching as she threw in a bunch of slices into the grill. “Well done or medium?”

“Well done please” she started tossing the meat around the steel griddle, the wonderful smell reaching your nose. It smelled so delicious, as the meat slowly turns to that familiar charred look of a well-cooked meat. Once she was done, she places it on your plate as she suggested for you to drizzle it with some of the sauce near the grills.

You moved from one area to another, filling your plate with foods before finally taking a seat on the table they occupied.

“Now we know who are the best people to bring to buffets” Yamagata mused, eyeing yours and Goshiki’s plate filled with different kinds of food, not only that, there were at least one or two more plates on the side also filled with foods.

“They’re big eaters”

Kawanishi took a piece of meat from your plate, exchanging it with a fried dumpling that he accidentally dipped in a spicy sauce. He can handle his spice, however, this particular dip was so spicy his mouth was burning from it.

“Kawanishi-san why…?” you took the glass of cold water Ushijima offered you as you drank it all. It didn’t help though, your mouth was still burning, so Semi fed you a spoonful of chocolate ice cream, the dessert finally easing the flames in your mouth.

“Sorry (Y/n)” Kawanishi bit his lip to stop the smile threatening to come out, secretly sharing a low five with Tendou from under the table. However, that didn’t go unnoticed from Semi’s watchful eyes, stepping on the red head’s foot, Semi shoots him a pointed look as Tendou tries to remove his leg.

“Ow, ow, Semi-Semi that hurts”

The setter didn’t listen to him and continued eating his meal, they all ate in silence after that. Too hungry to strike a conversation with each other, their attention focus on the food in front of them.

Dinner went by fast, once they had finished their food they went out of the hotel and walk through Tokyo. The streets are a little too crowded than the ones they’re used to in Sendai, passing by different kinds of coffee shops, restaurants, inns, and hotels. The choices were endless, it all depends on where you all plan to go.

“Let’s go there first, I want to buy some manga” Tendou pointed at a rather large book shop just across the street, customers walking in and out of the store, wrapped packages in hand.

The inside was filled with rows and rows of shelves full of books, such as novels, textbooks, and of course, manga, on the sides were a section for school supplies and other similar materials. Tendou looks like he’s in heaven because the store offers manga that wasn’t available in Sendai. The moment his foot steps inside the store, he immediately disappeared behind the shelves where the manga was displayed.

“Wasn’t this the book Yato-sensei told us to buy?” Shirabu opened the textbook, skimming through its contents.

“Its ¥2,000” Kawanishi taps the price tag of the same book he’s holding. Shirabu pinches his lips together, closing the book and putting it back to where it belonged.

“Nope, I’ll just borrow from the library”

They move to the end of the aisle to see you holding a basket filled with different kinds of stationeries, Reon and Ushijima also going through the pens and notebooks they had on display before dropping it inside the basket you were holding.

“That’s a lot of pens (Y/n)” Goshiki drops a couple packs of sticky notes in your basket before grabbing a pen and examining it. The little penguin at the top sparking his curiosity as he clicks it, the ball-point emerging from the bottom part of the object.

“My pen’s keeps on disappearing, along with my highlighters and I don’t know who’s taking them” Goshiki stayed quiet at your reply, blinking at you, once, then twice before he slowly returned it in the basket. Reon let out a quiet laugh, fully aware that it was Goshiki who keeps taking your school supplies and not returning them.

Goshiki grabs three more pens and two more highlighters, the exact number of stationeries he took then dropping it in the basket. “I’ll buy these for you (Y/n)-chan”

You smiled at him in gratitude, standing in line at the cashier. “Thank you ‘Tomu-kun”

After paying for the items, you were once again back to the cold street. Aimlessly walking towards your next destination.

“Let’s go to a karaoke bar” Yamagata suggested, zipping up his jacket as the cold had become a little too much for him. Letting out a shiver from the cold air.

“Sure” they located the nearest karaoke bar, entering the establishment. They paid for the amount required for a one-hour session, before entering an empty room. Semi, Tendou, and Yamagata going for the songbook and choosing what song they’re going to sing, while you, Goshiki, and Ushijima went through the menu instead.

“So who’s first?” Tendou’s hand shot up as Yamagata gave him the mic, pressing his song’s code as the title flash on the screen.

“You’re singing Lion King?” Semi laughs watching as Tendou dance around to the song’s opening beat.

“The song has been stuck in my head for a long time now” the redhead cleared his throat before he started singing the first verse.

“There’s a Japanese version of that song?” Kawanishi whispered in surprise, Tendou’s jolly voice and merry demeanor fitting so well with I Just Can’t Wait To Be King’s upbeat tune. It was as if the song was made for him.

10:15pm.

There were only 15 minutes left before the one hour expires, Shirabu was singing some sort of heartbreak song, while sitting on top of Kawanishi who was laying sideways munching on some chips. Totally unbothered by the weight on top of him.

The setter ends his song, a cue for everyone to start packing their stuff and go back to the hotel before Coach Saito and Washijou-sensei catches them still walking around after curfew.

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It’s been three hours since you went to bed and unfortunately not once were you able to get a wink of sleep, nightmares were plaguing your mind. Two people, you’ve never met before constantly visits you in your dreams. It was a man and a woman, you couldn’t see their face but their voices you could hear.

They sometimes try to talk to you, asking how you were doing, if you were alright, or simply saying words of encouragement whenever you were feeling down. Sometimes they were accompanied by another girl, a teenager, who looks like the 15-year-old version of your aunt.

Once again, you turned on your side, pulling your blanket a little closer, screwing your eyes shut. However, it wouldn’t work, so you sat up, and check your phone.

1:30 am.

You chewed on your bottom lip, contemplating whether or not you should bother one of your teammates. They had a game tomorrow and you don’t want to disturb their sleep, but you were getting restless, and you’re afraid that you might not be able to fall asleep at all.

Finally making up your mind, you got up from your bed, grabbing your phone, key card, before exiting your room. Walking down the hallway towards Goshiki’s room, you have a feeling he’s still awake since he likes to play games until the wee hours of the night.

Standing on his door, you knock twice, pulling at the bottom of your shirt as you look left and right. The empty hallway looking a little too creepy for your liking, you knock again and this time it finally opened, a half-asleep Goshiki greeting you.

“(Y/n)?” he rub his eyes as he opened the door wider, letting you inside. “Did you have nightmares again?”

You nodded your head. “Can I sleep with you?”

“Sure” you followed him to his bed as he took the other side and you on the other. Both of you laying under the covers facing each other. “Better now?”

“Yes, thank you” he gave you one last sleepy smile before closing his eyes. So far, Goshiki was the only one who knows of your nightmares, after he discovered you one time during your first training camp crying under a table.

He was the one who comforted you and offered to let you sleep with him, it somehow became a routine and whenever you would knock on his door, he immediately knows what’s wrong.

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The door to Goshiki’s room burst open as a group of panicked Shiratorizawa upperclassmen barge into the room. Goshiki having heard of his door nearly tearing off its hinges, sat upon his bed. “Senpai?”

Semi marches over to him, grabbing his shoulders and basically shaking him awake. “(Y/n)’s gone, she’s not in her room. We can’t find her anywhere”

“What?”

“Oh man, oh man. If the coach finds out we’re screwed” Yamagata and Tendou grips their hair in frustration, as Reon and Ushijima discuss the possibilities of your disappearance. Kawanishi and Shirabu though were the only ones calm in this situation. 

“Huh?” Goshiki’s brain still wasn’t working though as he still sat there in a daze, unaware of the growing problem his upperclassmen were having.

Kawanishi ruffles his hair as he looks around the room, shifting from one foot to another, before his eyes landed on a lump he failed to notice before that was beside the first year. He taps Shirabu on the shoulder then pointing at the said lump, who was starting to move, leaning dangerously close to the edge of the bed before falling off and landing on the floor with a thud. Bringing the blanket along with them.

“What?” they watch as you continued to snore away on the floor, the fall clearly didn’t affect you in the slightest.

Shirabu shots Goshiki a look of suspicion as the rest shakes you awake. “Why is (Y/n) sleeping with you?”

He didn’t really get any answer because Goshiki just looks at him, still half-asleep.

A scandalized gasp left Tendou’s lips as he points a shaky finger towards the spiker. “Did you and (Y/n) do something? You’re only first years, wait until you’re in college!”

“Satori, what are you talking about?”

“Tendou, I think you took this the wrong way” Ushijima’s hand landed on Tendou’s shoulder, as the redhead whips his head to the captain.

“But Wakatoshi-kun you can’t be too sure!”

“(Y/n) probably got scared and went to Tsutomu for help” Reon started pushing them all out of the room. Semi carrying you, still wrap in Goshiki’s blanket, leaving the first year still sitting on his bed. Once his door clicks shut, he fell back on his bed and went back to sleep.

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“Let’s have a good game!”

You carefully arrange the water bottles and towels on the bench as your team and the college team had their match. Diligently doing your duties as a manager.

“Hello” you look up to see your opponents’ manager standing there, giving you an easy smile, stretching out her hand for you to take. “My name is Mikana Ritsu, nice you meet you”

“(L/n) (Y/n), nice to meet you too Mikana-san” you answered, grasping her hand and giving it a firm shake.

She took a seat on the spare bench, with you taking the place beside her. “I didn’t know they had a manager, are you new?”

“Yes, I’m a first year. I started just a few months ago”

She let out a hum in response as the both of you observe the game in silence, leaving your spot once in a while to assist your respective players before sitting back down again and watching the game. From beside you, Mikana lets out a long yawn as she covers her mouth with the clipboard she’s holding.

“Are you tired Mikana-san?”

She nodded, another yawn leaving her lips. “I had to stay up very late last night for my research paper” she chuckled. “Sleep is very hard to come by when you’re in college”

You turn to look at the older girl, a question forming in your mind due to your curious nature. “Mikana-san, how is college like?”

She taps her chin for a moment, looking up at the ceiling to figure out the best answer for your question. “It’s an emotional roller coaster you know? One moment you’re smiling, then the next you’re crying your eyes out”

She turns her body to look at you. “I remember during my first year that my history teacher vowed to fail all of us because the school has enough students already”

You look at her incredulously, surprised at what she said.

“She made her exams and quizzes very difficult, and her projects were also very ridiculous” she huffs in annoyance, bad memories resurfacing. “We didn’t understand at first why she was doing it, but eventually we found out that she was having problems with her dissertation and she’s taking out all her frustrations on us”

You stared at her wide-eyed, your mouth open agape. The fuck? “We all passed though, so suck for her”

“That was just mean”

“I know right?” she lets out a sigh, before standing up from her seat and re-wrapping their setter’s fingers with tape. Tying it to his preferred tightness before she went back to her spot and him going back into court. “Then we have our thesis”

“Oh yeah, I sometimes see students having breakdowns because of it. Is it really that bad?”

“The process of doing it is very hard, because not only do you have to choose your own topic, you have to choose a very specific one and one that has a lot of references available” you nodded your head, listening to her every word. “Getting rejected is fairly common, so you have to go through the process again and then present it to your panelist”

“When you do your defense, is it scary?”

She laugh at your choices of words, but she can’t really deny it though, because she did felt scared whenever they had a defense. “It’s nerve-wracking honestly, you have to prepare an answer for every possible question or else they’ll reject your paper”

“And you have to repeat all over again” she nods. “That’s so tiring”

“It is, but we have to comply or else we’ll never graduate”

“True”

You both talk throughout the game, until the final whistle was blown and the match finally ended, your team winning the match.

“Shiratorizawa High is still as strong as ever I see” she mused, watching as both teams gave each other a bow. “Congratulations (L/n)-chan”

“Thank you Mikana-san”

You both went on your separate ways, tending to your own players. Giving them their towels, and water bottles along with their snacks. After your final goodbye, you all entered the bus, driving back towards your hotel. It was still early, 3:00 pm in Tokyo is still very lively compared to in Sendai. Most people prefer to stay indoors due to the intense heat, however, a bustling city will always be busy no matter what time of the day.

“We’ll be leaving early tomorrow, so if any of you have anything buy. Souvenirs and other things, you can do so right now. But as always, bring a buddy with you and be back by 11” Coach Saito reminded one last time, before he and Washijou-sensei went inside the hotel, probably to rest and get some sleep before they go out again.

“I actually have some things to buy at the mall” Semi started adjusting his bag on his shoulder.

“Me too” Yamagata said, rummaging through his bag to find his phone, he almost started panicking when he didn’t saw it, but immediately let out a relieved sigh when he saw the device hiding under his sweaty shirt.

“We saw some souvenir shops a few blocks away from here, we’ll be over there”

Once everything was settled and everyone had decided where they want to go. You all separated, Semi, Reon, Ushijima, Yamagata, and Shirabu going to the mall to buy the things they needed while you, Tendou, Kawanishi, and Goshiki decided to walk around instead.

Going through the various shops that were selling different types of souvenirs from shirts to mugs, to keychains and other kinds of stuff.

“(Y/n)-chan, do you have my phone with you?” Goshiki patted his pockets as he looks for the said device.

“It’s in my bag” to patted the backpack you were carrying, adjusting it on your shoulder before letting out a groan at how heavy it is. “Kawanishi-san can we exchange bags? This one’s very heavy”

He nodded his head, pulling the strap over his head as you exchange bags, you let out a sigh of relief, thankful that the strain on your shoulders are now gone. The smell of freshly cook taiyakis catching your attention as the four of you speedwalk towards the stall making it, the food still hot and fresh.

“Ah, hot, hot, hot” Tendou rapidly let out a breath of air to cool down the burning of his tongue and the roof of his mouth. Not expecting for it to be too hot.

You gently blew on your taiyaki, waiting for it to cool down, before you started taking small bites. As your group resume walking along the streets, you spotted a shop filled with trinkets, calling for their attention you all entered the store.

They had a wide range of displays, and although some were a bit expensive, it wasn’t stopping you from buying what you want. The allowance your Aunt gives you every week could literally last you a month, and so any extra money you had, you deposit it in your bank account and wait for the time when you have to use it.

Walking over to Kawanishi, you took your wallet from your bag before you walk off to where they had plushies on display, that dolphin plushy the only thing on your mind right now. Taking the dolphin from its spot on the shelf, you examined it, before looking at a similar one but this time it was a bit bigger. Not too much, so you were contemplating which one to buy.

“The big one looks very comfy though” Goshiki appears beside you, holding a scarf, a cap, and a sweater. “You can snuggle it to sleep”

“Yeah, but don’t you think it’s a little too big?”

He observes the two carefully taking in their size, but still, he preferred the bigger one, so you followed his suggestion.

“Oh! Why not take this one too?” he grabs a tomato plushie of the same size. “Tomato-chan~”

You flick him on the forehead. “I can’t believe you’re sticking with that nickname”

“It’s funny though” he grinned at you.

“Tsutomu, (Y/n) let’s go” the both of you didn’t hear Tendou called you out, as the two of you stayed there. Goshiki insisting that he buys the tomato plushie for you, while you immediately denying his offer because it was already too much. It cost about a thousand yen, and he still has the items he’s holding. Not only that, you still remembered how he bought you those pens and highlighters last night.

The bell hanging at the top of the door rang as the two middle blockers left the shop, unknowingly leaving the two of you behind.

They cross the street, turning a few more corners. Before they were back to the same book store everyone went to last night. Tendou wanting to buy a few more mangas, then Kawanishi forgot he needs to buy a new calculator because he broke his old one. He could just buy one in Sendai, but why wait when he could just do it now?

“(Y/n) can you get my wallet? It’s in the-“ Kawanishi turns around, but no signs of the two first years. He looks from left to right, thinking that maybe they’re just around the corner, but alas, there were no Goshiki, and (Y/n).

“Uh… Tendou-san” Kawanishi tugs on the red head’s jacket as Tendou turns around.

“Hmm, what is it Taichi?”

“(Y/n) and Tsutomu are gone”

Tendou’s eyebrows furrowed as he looks behind the second year, thinking that maybe he was just pulling a prank on him, but still, like before, no first years in sight.

“Oh dear”

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“I can’t believe you actually bought the tomato plushie” you stared at the red-colored plush inside the bag you were holding. Both of you exiting the shop.

“Told you I’d buy it” he looks proud though, you don’t know why, but you’re very grateful for the gift. You note to yourself to get him something in return in the future. “Are Tendou-san and Kawanishi-san still inside?”

“Maybe” he went back inside the shop, as you waited outside the door. When he went back out, he looks worried, which also made you worried.

“Something wrong?”

“They’re not inside”

Your eyes widened. “What?”

He rub his arms, as he went back inside again to check. But still, they weren’t there anymore, walking back out, he shook his head.

“Did they just left us?”

“Probably”

“Should we go find them?” you started fidgeting on your spot, before you remembered, you had Kawanishi’s bag with you. Opening his bag you located his phone only to be left disappointed when you find out it’s dead. “Great, now we can’t contact them”

“Should we go back to the hotel instead?”

“I don’t even know which way our hotel is”

Both of you shared a heavy exhale, retracing your steps to where you both felt your hotel was located. However, you both accidentally took a wrong turn and were now in a different part of the city.

“I knew leaving that place was a bad idea”

“Oh. Aren’t you two from Shiratorizawa?” you saw two persons walking over your direction, wearing a light green and yellow track jacket and track pants.

“Yes” you answered, the one who was currently talking looks nice, you don’t know about his companion though. Even with half of his face covered with a mask, you could still feel the intensity of his stare.

“Ah. I’m Komori Motoya, and this is Sakusa Kiyoomi” he pointed to his friend. “We’re from Itachiyama, we went against your school before”

Itachiyama, the school is familiar, but these two? Not very much. However, they seem nice.

“Are the others with you?” Komori looks around the vicinity. “I don’t see them”

“Uh…”

“You got lost didn’t you?” it was Sakusa who asks this time and Komori let out a laugh.

“We can’t contact them because this phone is dead-” you showed them Kawanishi’s phone. “-and it’s also the only one we have right now”

Komori turns to look at Sakusa. “You have Ushijima’s number right? Why don’t you give him a call, they might be worried right now”

Wordlessly, Sakusa fished his phone from his pocket and dialed your captain’s number, pressing the loudspeaker button. It rang a few times before Ushijima finally picks up.

“Hello?”

“We found your stray” Sakusa answered before putting the phone in front.

“Ushijima-san!”

”(Y/n)? Goshiki? Where are you two?”

You both look at the two, but Komori answered for you. “We’re in front of the Kamakura coffee shop, where are you?”

“In front of the Marimo bookstore [1]”

“Alright stay there, we’ll be there in ten minutes”

“Alright”

The call ended and the four of you made your way towards the bookstore, Komori was the only talkative one between the two, instantly befriending the both of you. Although Sakusa would sometimes participate in the conversation, majority of it, he prefers to listen.

“So, what are you doing here in Tokyo?” Komori questioned.

“We had a practice match with a college team today” Goshiki answered, holding your hand to avoid getting separated from the group, his initial fear from when he discovered you two got left behind still present.

“Are teams in Miyagi too weak to handle Shiratorizawa?” Sakusa’s eyes momentarily shift in your direction before focusing forward.

“I guess so” you shrug your shoulders, you were told no high schools in Miyagi wants to have a joint practice with your school anymore, and you don’t really know the reason behind it. So you can’t really say they’re all weak.

Thankfully ten minutes later, you arrive at Marimo Bookstore to see your seniors waiting in front of the building in worry.

“(Y/n), Tsutomu. There you are!” Tendou was about to give you two a big hug, but Semi beat him to it by bonking the two of you on the head.

“You idiots! What did I say about wandering around?!”

“We weren’t wandering around! We were just inside the shop when Tendou-san and Kawanishi-san left us!” you replied with a pout, rubbing your head as Semi shot the two a glare as they both look away. Kawanishi casually whistling a tune whilst Tendou rocks himself back and forth on the soles of his feet.

“Well, we’ve delivered the package. We have to go now, see you guys next time” Komori wave your group goodbye as Reon and Semi said their thanks.

Sakusa gave Ushijima a nod before turning around. “See you at nationals Wakatoshi”

“Of course”

They both left, their tall figures disappearing into the crowd, as your group went back to your hotel. Upon arriving at your lodging, you stumbled along with Coach Saito and Washijou-sensei near the entrance, the two older men inquiring of your shopping spree. Everyone answered the question as honestly as they could, leaving out the details of yours and Goshiki’s little accident.

Satisfied, they both left while your group went back to your own room to enjoy the rest of your stay, and to avoid any more mishaps.

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[1] anyone here who also watches sekai-ichi hatsukoi?

a/n: the idea from the college convo between Mikana and reader was inspired from a conversation I had with a mutual hehehe, though not word per word but just the overall gist of it. Dear, if you’re reading this you know who you are. ;)

also, my team stories aren’t suppose to contain any romance, yet here I am lowkey shipping Goshiki and reader.